Love is a rainy day, a warm blaze in the fireplace, a welcoming light in the window. Love is the feeling of deep contentment when we know we are in the right place at the right time. Love is being home.
Love accepts us the way we are, where we are. Love doesn’t have limits and requirements. It doesn’t question or accuse.
Love doesn’t try to change us or mold us into a more acceptable pattern. Love holds no grudges and remembers no slights.
Love is a shield against all enemies. It is a shelter when the world bewilders or assaults or comes against us.
Love is that little voice within that whispers, yes, you can, when others shout, failure. Love believes and perseveres. It never gives up and its glow never dims.
Love is the drawbridge drawn up against the night. It is the cloak that warms us, arms that hold us close. Love never fails.
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