“Where’s love? Can you show me? Can I see it now?”

“Love’s here... In our hands.”

“If our hands are hurt, love’s hurt as well, right?
And if my hand holds another hand apart from you, will love disappear?”

“Then, love’s here... In our mind.”

“Our mind? What do you mean by that?
Is that like when all I know is I love you and you do too?
What if I lose my memories, then?”

“Love’s here... In our heart.”

“If... If my heart stops beating, does love stop too?”

He smiled once again. Then, he hugged her affectionately, resting his head on hers.

“You’re not answering me.” She pouted.

“Cause you nag too much and I’m tired.”

She pouted.

“You don’t get it, do you?”

“What?”

“Love’s here in our hands...,”
He paused to leaned back and reached her hand to intertwin it with his.
“...In our mind...,”
He stopped again to kiss her forehead as if told her to always keep him inside her head.
“And in our heart,”
He completed his sentence as he placed their hands on his clothed lean chest as if let her know that his heart is beating for her, so is the strong feeling inside there.

“So?”

“You got the point,” He said, smiling ear to ear.

Remembering lists of her question of possibility she could think of, she rounded her eyes and met his gaze. He still had that angelic smile, making her feel she can believe whatever he says.

“Love doesn’t last forever but, true love does instead.”

She digested his words slowly.
She even angled her head to the side, showing that she was in a deep thought.

“Let’s prove it together and we’ll know.” He kissed her forehead once again, assuring her.

There are hundreds meaning of 'forever' and sometimes, it means 'never'