Love
Existing in thought or as an idea but not having a physical or concrete existence
History begins with you....
Who am i if i'am not with you.....
My first kiss......
My first love.......
My first if i cant have you i wont love..
Can you remember what it feels like...................
Can you remember the promise of ill never leave you alone............
Mans best friend is and will always be a................... woman.......
My first heart break.....................................................
My first lost.........................................................................
We use our hearts to be our strongest shields..
My heart holds my strongest dreams.....
My heart strongly feels......... for you......
Listen to the beat of my heart as it softly heals........................................
You are the reason my heart feels home......
You made my love physical...
Love has a concrete existence because of You
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