THE KIND OF LOVE

To love is to love yourself first

To love others is to accept

Not only for what you see

But most of all for those you don’t

Love is not boastful, it is not vain

Nor didn’t mean to play

For love is pure, love is authentic

It didn’t mean to lie or to trick

To love is to give unconditionally

Without anticipating any answer or key

It is love without regretting

Loving without ending in separating

Love is always causing pain

For love is not love without ache

It is the way of love to make it stronger

To survive and be the kind of love forever ….