Is it the way he makes your heart race?
Or how your hands entwine?
Maybe it's how he's always on your mind
Or how you see yourself in his face.
Is it the glorious feeling of his embrace?
Or how at the sight of him, your eyes shine.
Maybe it's how he tells you "You're mine"
Or how your hearts are interlaced.
No matter the reason,
No matter the rhyme,
Whatever it is composed of
Will fight through each season
And last the length of time
If it is indeed true love.
Or how your hands entwine?
Maybe it's how he's always on your mind
Or how you see yourself in his face.
Is it the glorious feeling of his embrace?
Or how at the sight of him, your eyes shine.
Maybe it's how he tells you "You're mine"
Or how your hearts are interlaced.
No matter the reason,
No matter the rhyme,
Whatever it is composed of
Will fight through each season
And last the length of time
If it is indeed true love.



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