Love
looked like
a short girl
She has
pale white skin
With
Dark almond eyes
and soft wavy hair
And every time
she'd smile
You'd see her
face shine
Like the sun
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Love
looks like
a girl that
Often stares
out the
Window or
the blank space
Seeing only
her thoughts
come to life
Watching the
World become
her *playground
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Love
looked lost
on the streets
While immersed
in that world
Trying to find
her every step
Without tripping,
without falling
,she waltzes
through rugged
streets finding
Safety and security
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Love
looked like
an angel
Asleep or awake
She'd smile like it
But never
claimed to
be one
and no matter
how much you
Try to convince
Her, she'll never
ever
Believe you
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Love
is the one
that cares
Hugs and pats
you on the head
Comforts and cheers
you up with
the best that
she can
and with even
her mere presence
and soft "hello"
you'd feel ecstatic
and would
burst with joy
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Love
is what I see
in that girl
even when she
doesn't see it
herself
She'll make you
believe that
you don't
But all the more
you will see
love
in her
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Love never really
sunk in your
Beautiful skull and
I never made
It clear to
You
I love you
And I will
Make sure that
You will feel
What love is

Love is never
Meant to make
Us only happy
Love meant to
Allow us to
Feel
All the feelings
We were meant
To feel and
To show what
Good really was

Love, I only
Meant to show
You how much
I love you
And only you
You
Attribute to my
Smile and I'll
batter your beautiful
Skull til you
Understand that I

I love you

I cannot fathom
Or dare to
Understand what makes
Me in love
With you but
Love
I will fathom
And dare to
Make you understand
That here in
The great now

I love you

We are all stars with people's names
Stars that bring life to a single earth
We fail to realize that we have a light
That could both heal and burn
But in one arbitrary moment
In a single random happenstance
We see that in being a light
Is what makes earth have *life

It was on the grass that I made the most
fond memories with you. Times that we'd sit and talk, play, and enjoy each other's company. It's a marvel on how each memory was embedded in each blade of grass. Maybe, that's why there are fields and fields of them. Because for every blade of grass, was a fond memory of you.

Out of all the living things that are alive on this planet, I believe that the true witnesses of love were the trees that root the earth. In the history of the world, you will always see one growing tall and strong. And if you don't see one growing, then you'd find yourself unwitnessed of your love. For in the trees were carvings of every movement of the wind, sun and rain. Markings of wars that fought for love, and names of people who fought with love. The trees were there to witness love through the air, for every moment the air becomes wind was a moment that love was being felt. Maybe, when we cut a tree, maybe we should first think of the love it witnessed. For every tree that's cut, believe that it once saw and felt love. Whether it was plant or animal, human or God. It was there to witness love.