loveA Poem by Julie Plontlove is like alot of things like the seasons...It constantly cchanges like clay... it can take any form or shape but the feeling that its gives you is a one of a kind you never know what your gonna get till it happens when that magical moment happens, you just are in awe like you're suprised because you never thought it would happen to u it feels as if time has stopped when ever you think of them love is a wierd thing it is not certain unless you believe in it and are willing to fight for it love is worth the wait
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