”Tell me about love.”
I can define it,
I can recommend books,
I can list the symptoms and effects,
I can prattle off agape, philios, storge and eros.
I can recite a poem, or a sonnet by Shakespeare,
but
I
can’t
describe
it.

“Tell me about loss.”
I can see it,
I can observe it,
I can sympathize with it,
I can parrot motivational phrases,
I can list coping mechanisms and techniques,
but
I
can’t
mean
it.

“Tell me about life.”
I live it,
I know of it,
I can speak of its origins,
I can tell stories of its endings,
I can watch it go by, try to find meaning in it,
but
I
can’t
embrace
it.

You REALLY love him dont you?
He can tear you apart
Say mean things to you
And make you wish
You never met him
But at the end of the day
He"s the only one
You want to be with right?
Since the day you met him
You knew you wantd to be with him forever
Even now, after all this time
You still get butterflies
When you see him
Walking towards you
And even though you fight alot
You always seem to Find your way through it
Because even though he makes you cry
There's no one else that makes you happier than he does
And your friends sometimes tell you
"You deserve so much better"
But you always find yourself telling them
You just cant let him go
You hang up on him
When he says something stupid
Even though you know
You're going to answer the phone
When he calls you back 10 seconds later
You'll have this major fight during the day
But he'll still text you goodnight
And tell you he loves you
And you'll reply the same
And the truth is
You'd rather have bad times with him
Than have bad times with anybody else
No matter how many times
You say that you hate him
You know you never will
You love him more than anything
You dont care what your doing with him
As long as your together thats enough
And you know he is the only guy
That will ALWAYS have your heart