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How many I told ya's, start overs and shoulders have you cried on before? How many promises be honest, How many tears you let hit the floor? How many bags you packed just to take him back? HOW MANY EITHER OR'S? -Justin Beiber

We Let this word love Float around as if its a butterfly making its way up. How far up do we really need to go? What would be the perfect definition of LOVE? Is love lashing because your significant other didn't call you all day? Or what about arguing and saying the most hurtful things but takes it back with a little " Baby I'm sorry?" What ever happen to deep feelings? Knowing that your heart skips a beat when you hear his/her name. When you cant go all day without seeing that one person. When you give up your dream the same dream he/she has But wants to see him/her succeed so bad? You put your life on a hold just to make him/her happy. Some prefer tough love. But is that really LOVE? What kind of person loves someone enough to hit that person? Beats through Flesh, make tears of blood fall. But cleans it up with a "baby I'm sorry, it will never happen again". But because we LOVE so sincere we take it back as if it never happened. But that's just a females way of loving. Its sad because it makes us happy when He's happy. But the things we do will never satisfy him. And its sad. We put up with a lot and some of us excepts what we have to for this word LOVE. Until there's no more time, no more strength, no more LOVE ! Love doesn't hurt and If your hurting, you need to get away From that LOVE

I got flowers today!
It wasn't my birthday or any other special day.
We had our first argument last night;
And he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt;
I know that he is sorry and didn’t mean to say the things he said;
Because he sent me flowers today.


I got flowers today.
It wasn't our anniversary or any other special day.
Last night, he threw me into a wall and started to choke me.
It seemed like a nightmare.
I couldn't believe that it was real.
I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over.
I know he must be sorry.
Because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today!
And it wasn’t Valentines Day or any other special day;
Last night he beat me and threatened to kill me;
Make-up and long sleeves didn’t hide the cuts and bruises this time;
I couldn’t go to work today because I didn’t want anyone to know—but I know
he’s sorry;
Because he sent me flowers today.


I got flowers today!
And it wasn’t Mother’s Day or any other special day;
Last night he beat me again, and it was worse than all of the other times;
If I leave him, what will I do? How will I take care of the kids? What about
money?
I’m afraid of him, but I’m too scared and dependent to leave him! But he
must be sorry;
Because he sent me flowers today.


I got flowers today….
Today was a special day—it was the day of my funeral;
Last night he killed me;
If only I would have gathered the courage and strength to leave him;
I got flowers today—for the last time.

-Sugarfree