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My Love Is...
My love is a pig in its sty.
My love is black in the summer and white in the winter.
My love is leaping out of a window and splattering on the ground.
My love is a tree falling in the forest with no one there to hear it.
My love is vomiting in a dark forest after having too much to drink.
My love is the turquoise of the Caribbean washing up at my feet.
My love is the rose in the garden that nobody sees.
My love is hearing my favorite song for the first time.
My love is warm, brown hot chocolate on a white, winter’s day.
My love is the last Oreo in the box.
My love is orange; bright, but ugly.
My love is a roller coaster zooming through the park.
My love is the sun at night reflecting on the grass.
My love is the branch that fell from the tree during a storm.
My love is tea on a hot day.
My love is saying “no” to something that I really want.
My love is getting lost in a labyrinth alone.
My love is getting a 99 on a test that I should have gotten a 100 on.
My love is the hurt of losing a loved one, but knowing I’ll see them again someday.
My love is a falling brick.
My love is catching that brick.
My love is a bird swimming in a deep red sea.
My love is reading a book but missing a chapter.
My love is watching a sport and not caring about who wins or loses.
My love is a standing ovation.
My love is black and white.
My love is unable to see this, and I want it to.
My love is escaping from me, and I want it back.