I thought I knew what love was.
I thought Love was late night texts and nose kisses
and wanting to see them all the time.
Love was face timing and presents & poems
and thinking about them at night.
I thought that was love.
Then I met her.
Suddenly, love was her putting the stars in my sky,
& her being the first thing on my mind in the morning
and looking forward to seeing her for even a jus a moment.
Love turned into memorizing the curve of her lips or her tongue through her teeth when she smiles and trying hard just to make her laugh because I loved the sound of it
and finding any excuse to touch her
Love wasn't held in any object,
it was the way she got upset when I didn't sit by her
Love wasnt captured in jus a song,
it was the glint in her eyes when she smiled at me.
Love wasnt kissing or hugging or cuddling,
it was just feeling her warmth next to me, even when we're apart
it was the way I looked at her when she was concentrating on something,
it was the way I wanted to be perfect for her & her for me, even though she liked me the way I was. Love is me being tough on her to be where I know she wants to be, changing her to be a Better person for her even though I love her jus the way she is
& that’s what love was.
& this is what love is
She taught me what love was.. & She taught me what love is....