It's when I farted and you were laughing so hard
And that laugh is a wonderful music to my ears.

It's when I see you mimic my ****** expressions
I don't know why it looks so funny On you.

It's when I stare at you for no reason at all
I just love looking at your face
I feel joy from doing that.

It's when you wrap your arms around me
I feel secured.

It's when you sing
That very funny song.

It's when I wake up in the morning
With you by my side.

It's when we eat breakfast together
And you support me for eating a lot.

It's when you say,
You are happy to see me happy.

It's when you don't need to speak too much to impress me.

It's when you told me that,
You don't depend on people,
And that I'm the only person you depend on.

It's when you asked me,
"Do you still love me?"
After our first cute fight,
But it's not actually a fight.
I think I should call it
The shrimp's fault fight.

It's when I think about you all the time.
It's when you kiss me and tell me that you love me.
It's when I watch you sleeping
While softly caressing your face and your back.

It's when you sing from the heart
and look at me while doing that.

It's when you give me that killer smile
Oh God, it melts my heart!

It's when in my weakest point,
You're there to give me strength.

And when I will be deprived of you,
It will be like depriving my lungs of air.

What is Love?
For me, It's You.

In the great dephts of a collossal anthem
There were ray beams gathered, focused
Beautifully by a magic magnifying glass.

The true meaning of existence was living,
Breathing, focusing on step by steps little
Revelations; non-existing bouquets lit on
Misty meadows glowing in the morning
Dew drops budding on cherry blossoms.

He thought-nevertheless: he's falling into
The infinite abyss of his enticed farenheit
Hell, swirling his brilliant darkish mind to
The point of total absolute white, mingled
With blackness and sweet spectre of love
Profoundly smooched~wickedly nooked.