What Is Love
I love you is said for a lot of different reasons,
And in a lot of different ways.
People claim they know what love is,
But do they really know?
Love cannot be defined,
And people see love from different perspectives.
Love can be evil,
And love can be oh so great.
Love can be a blissful moment,
And love can be utterly painful.
Love is when you look into someone's eyes,
And it's just so meaningful.
It's when someone's presence can make a day so much brighter.
And when someone's words can change a thousand different things.
Love is when you can describe how someone makes you feel,
Love is when you know what you have is real.
Love isn't always easy,
And love isn't always great.
But what we have is never ending,
What we have is so beautiful.
You fight to keep me happy,
You tell me you need me.
You tell me you love me,
But without those words,
I can tell you love me so very much.
You prove it to me every single day.
You can look into my eyes,
And It can mean a thousand things.
I can see you adore every inch of me.
Our love is like a perfect melody,
Our love is like a perfect storm.
It's so mysterious,
And so full of adventures.
This love story is like no other.
So when I tell you "I love you",
I actually mean it.
When I tell you "I love you",
I want you to believe It.
I love you.
~k.t.
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