Love in my Language…

Every time people think of Love they think gentle, sweet, thoughtful and kind
But how many times do they really think Love isn’t a thing, a feeling, or just something in their minds?
You Chioma, are what Love means to me.
I can write essays on Love with you as the context
I can fight wars for Love as long as you are the conquest
Truth is no matter what I do you always come first
That’s how I know you’re what Love means to me and on that there’s no contest!

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