True Love

It’s sometimes sun, it’s sometimes rains
It’s sometimes smiles and sometimes pains
But it’s beautiful as it blossoms with time
The love lies in OURS, not in YOURS or MINE!
The days may change and seasons may go
Only love is a constant that has a natural flow
Yet, if love was according to seasons and days
Was it even True love, any ways?

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