What is love...

by Rhonda   Jul 22, 2007


Love is a fickle thing sometimes. You never know when it will show up or if it will stay.

Will it be honest or just a way to get what it wants from you.

Love is a wonderful thing, but it also is hurtful.

Love is something some people give so openly, and others to afraid to let love in.

Love is what comes from passion, trust, and being true to who you are.

I love him for who he is.

I love him with all that I have in my soul.

Willing to give my love to him...unconditionally.

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