For some,
Love means everything.
It's like that because some people thirst for that attention,
be it good or bad or whatever consequences they face.

But not me.

For me, love is looking at something that makes me feel at home.
Be it a sunset or a sunrise,
Or the morning frost on the towering trees.

For me, love is indulging oneself in doing what they love,
What makes them feel at home with themselves.

Love for me is indescribable,
On a never ending spectrum.

And that's okay.

A.C