True Love

by shell   Feb 2, 2008


Its not just that last,
I love you
before you rest.
Nor is it the
Millions of hugs and kisses you get.

It's the way they make you feel
When your in their presents.
The way they make you laugh
When you don't even want to smile.

The feeling that when your with them,
Nothing else seems to matter.
Even if its only for 5minutes,
That 5minutes is enough to make your day.

The way you never get sick
Of saying I love you.
Just so he knows, that he means
The world to you.

The only hurt you could ever feel
Over this person is,
Having to say that last,
Goodbye.

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