Love isn’t presents.

Love isn’t gifts.

Love isn’t romantic dinners, out where there’s mist.

Love isn’t roses.

Love isn’t things.

Love isn’t a big, fat, shiny diamond ring.

Love is in your heart.

Something you can’t see.

Love is heartfelt, the best of the best.

Love is always there, it never takes a rest.

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