Love

It’s easy to love then.

What’s not to love?

Love is everywhere.  I love everyone.  I love everything.

It feels good to love.

It feels good to be loved.

It’s not so easy to love then.

Love doesn’t come on it’s own.

For you, or for me.

Love is gone.  In everyone.  In everything.

I need love.

Then and now.

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