As we say, we love,
We grow closer to each other more and more.
With every moment we spend together,.
We cherish each other's love and make it our own.
We call each other by our names out of romance and love.
With love for each other, we say each other's name.
With care for each other, we call each other names.
Its love, the beauty of life, and the care we give to each other.
It's love that we should thank for every moment we spend together.
It's love that makes me miss you with every passing day.
We shouldn't stop loving because, without love, we wouldn't be lovers.
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