Announcement: I don't know why I named it in Spanish.

Warning: Don't steal. That's cringe. Feel free to share though.

Love is not something that can be defined, Or be shown entirely on a picture.

It’s a feeling that dosent just come and go. It lingers on, like the taste of chocolate.

Love cannot be bought nor faked, It’s something that can’t be told either.

It can only be felt.

Love is like a rose, It blossoms and grows beautiful, For the whole world to see.