That's love.
You love him.
You hate him.
You ******** him.
You date him.
The church bells.
The divorce papers.
The kids on weekends.
The grandkids on holidays.
The little thing we call love.
The ups and the downs.
The smiles and the frowns.
The "I'll be with you forever."
The "Don't wait up."
The tears.
The smiles.
That's love.
It'll be here awhile.
Written; January 27th 2008
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