Not bad for a love poem.

You were wrong, Jenai.

You'd be wrong. He loves you

My dear, you are mistaken.

Oh, dear, now I have put my foot in it.

Courtly love's what I had I mind. He's a swell guy, isn't he?

Sorry, darling. False alarm.

I made the mistake. I fell in love.

No, my dear, you're wrong.

Would it be wrong if I said I loved you?

Things often go wrong.

Yes, yes. The Evelyn Tremble system is faultless.

It is! It's Dingle Bay! It's Ireland!

Is it wrong for me to say that I'm in love with you?

You are mistaken, my dear. It isn't true.

I don't want to pry into your personal affairs, darling, but you know what's the matter with you?

Yes, dear.

If you think I've stopped loving you, you're wrong.

And certainly, I make all the same mistakes that everybody else does too, but it's really deepened my understanding and compassion, really, for all human life.

Love is never wrong.

Well done, my dear. Well done.

Something wrong.

And my mother believed that something had gone wrong, and she was gonna find out what it was, and she was gonna fix it.

And love is not love, but being all shook up.

Nice fatherly gesture.

It wasn't my fault. I loved you too much.

Here we are. Lovebirds.

What wrong had she done?

? Love never warns you at all ?

No, it's pretty good, hon.

Yes, dear viewer.

Love Don't bother!

you can't make a love story.

He was in good shape a bit thinner.

Heard Papa tell that story ten thousand times.

That's right. I will help you, darling, come.

Does that prove I don't love you? I think so.

How love ends...

This is a very strange love affair. Why?

I was wrong about something else too.

What is wrong, O Lord?

Helen Fisher tells us why we love cheat

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You do. You look lovely.

Because we have been doing something right, and it sure would be good to find out what it is.