True love is what it means to break against one another,
To shatter into pieces that fit together.
And to fear not being broken forever.
Love is the sweet pain that you feel when they are near,
It is the entirety of your words that shed a smiling tear.
Love is the sweeping flight of birds in the sky,
It is the knowing you see when you gaze in their eyes.
Love is the reflection of your self in the mirror,
It is the acceptance of beauty in the flaws that you fear.
True love speaks from the soul and not from the heart,
It knows that two can be one even when they are apart.
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