Luuuv

She might be fat, old and ugly, having lost her youthful charm.She might've grown physically and mentally weak, dependent and unable to walk the roads of life all by herself anymore.Despite her state, he never lets go of her.In this dark, dingy railway station,he clasps her hand firmly with a comforting grip of his hand, doesn't budge an inch until she too can and helps her walk along right beside him.That's what I call love!Santa, are you listening?Now you know what to gift me with this Christmas :)