Love is such a small word, but with so much emotion
It is difficult to explain it, because it's made up of so many things.
It is impossible to be measured, because it is a feeling.
Love has to be earned, money just can't buy it.
It must come naturally, because wishes won't make it happen.
Love grows slowly between two people, perfecting with time.
There is no stronger bond once that love has matured.
Love is sharing hopes and dreams, the good and the bad.
It is doing things together and growing old over time.
It's pure and delicate, giving without receiving.
Love is security when everything around you is falling apart.
I know these things about love, because this is the kind of love
John has given to me and this is the kind of love I feel for him.
This explains what love is...
Love is Us!
With all my love forever and always
Your loving wife,