There is No Such Thing as Old Love

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There is no such thing as old love

There is only love

Once you love someone

They leave an indelible mark on your soul

Even if they hurt you terribly

Or they somehow wandered away

You still have love for them

In that very place they left it









There is still a trace of every set of lips

That has ever kissed yours

Sometimes they are regrets

Sometimes they are blessings

You can’t bring an end to love

There are no walks or runs or rubber bracelets

To rid the world of love

When Love walks out your door

 You just have to believe 

 It will march back through that door

 Without that belief

 You just may miss it

 Happy Valentines Day to all of those who have found love and to all of those still brave enought to believe they will find it again.

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