I hope that when you make a list of all of your favourite things, I’m somewhere on the top of your list.

The first time my world stopped,
Was the first time I saw you.
Moments only last so long,
And soon you'll be gone too.

I'll live hours while the world's stopped,
For this moment not to be taken away.
And before we end up six feet under,
I will live like I'm going to die each day.

And I asked you what is love?
          Is what I feel, the thing I wish it is?
But when love is just,

Let downs                   and
Oppression
Verified            with over bearing
Expectations

                                   How can I say this is love?
          When love has only been torment?
And so I ask you, what is love?