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Love has no first name, nor does it have a last name and not such a name at all. Love means respect and it will evolve. It is not jealous, nor bitter, nor does it hide in shame. Love is not adoration, nor fanciful, though it can be all of its blame, but love is deep, maybe even unreachable in our comprehension sleep. When storybooks about princes and princesses end in "happy ever after," love is being mentioned to Gods rafters. It is symbolized gaudily like a neon wedding the day of laughter.