Love is when
you decide to shoot me with arrows
but i still can smile and love you.
Love is when
i know how much you suck at cycling
and how we'll both fall and possibly die when i ride pillion
but i can still smile and love you
Love is when
you give me the ugliest flowers ever
and it's summertime
and i'll get hayfever
but i can still smile and love you.
heart on a holiday.
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