Love lasts long
when a man cherishes deeply,
when he carries responsibility.
Love lasts long
when a woman gives trust,
when she brightens each day
with a positive heart.
Love is never confusing,
it is giving endlessly
without regret.
It is embracing imperfection,
seeing even weaknesses
as something endearing.
Love is wanting to ask,
wanting to listen.
It is becoming alike
in every shared moment,
treasuring and respecting
as much as it is precious.
It is becoming
better people together.
That kind of love
I want to have,
that kind of love
I wait for.
Love is unspoken,
yet conveyed through a glance.
It is the heartbeat
in a gentle touch.
Love is walking together,
being a warm umbrella
even in the rain.
It is holding each other
on weary, difficult days.
Love is not “me” but “us,”
a heart that trusts and leans.
I become your small miracle,
you become mine.
Love is wanting to ask,
wanting to listen.
It is becoming alike
in every shared moment,
treasuring and respecting
as much as it is precious.
It is becoming
better people together.
That kind of love
I want to have,
that kind of love
I wait for.
That kind of love…
I want with you.