L.O.V.E is easy to spell, but hard to define
The person you love is even harder to find
Arranging the words to tell lines by lines
Some confessions will end with declines
Some end with marriage certificates signed
But not all hearts are destined to bind
Maybe she's searching for a gold mine
Maybe being friends forever are just fine
The cruelest truth is: "She will never be mine"
Yet she will always be staying in your mind
You have eyes but Love makes you blind...
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