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What Is Love?

I heard the doorbell thinking," Who could that be?" So I opened up the door, let the cold air in, and I saw Taylor…We looked into eachothers eyes and we both felt this feeling of snow melting on a wam sunny day. I extended my hand out to her, and as she reached for it she almost fell. I quickly picked her up as if she was as light as a feather, and gently set her infront of me.
We didn’t really know what we were doing, but then I offered her some hot chocolate to warm her up, and her sweet voice said,“Yes.” So I made her a cup and we sat down to talk about how she came up with the idea of coming over. “I don’t know what compelled me to come here, but I felt the need to see you instead of only hearing you over the phone.”
I said," Well it was unexpected but I’m glad you came, I have something that I want to tell you."
“What is it?” she said. “Oh it’s nothing,” as I felt too nervous to say why. She put down her warm cup, took my hands, and looked deep into my eyes. At that moment, we knew it was love.

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