What is love?

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…They hold the quiet wisdom of sixty-six years, a testament to a life lived fully, etched with the laughter lines that I adore. In their depths, I see the boy I first met, the man who stood by me through every season, and the steadfast soul who remains my constant north star. They are the windows to a heart that has loved me unconditionally, a heart that has been my anchor in every storm, my sanctuary in every quiet moment. They are the truth I see, the unwavering gaze that has always held me, and will continue to guide me, hand in hand, into whatever tomorrow brings.