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Sunday, February 15, 2009 6:54 PM

Love is not a bunch of roses,
nor a bottle of expensive perfume;
and it is certainly not the size of your wallet.
Forget the 'you and me at hellos',
the 'stand hanging at the stern of a large ship call the Titanic',
or 'the clay-making session playing to the tune of Unchained Melody'
which will almost certainly end that dream in a royal mess.
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Love does not require a reason;
it is not bound by any geographic boundaries,
race, age, certainly not the size of the bank account.
It is anything and everything simple - a light peck on the forehead,
a tight hug while catching his unawares,
or any other gestures other then a bunch of roses,
a bottle of expensive perfume;
or any other material luxury.
What really matter is the quality of the thought
and the effort that translates into 'love',
and this would be directly proportionate to the proximity from
and warmth felt in the heart.
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Tomorrow-
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labels; Happy belated Valentines to all of you xD!


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