Love is the look of a weary soul coming home After a long day and wanting Just to rest, Believing the night has nothing left to offer But being delivered sustenance Followed by quiet listening Love is playing a game to ease the pain
Cuddling to ease the weariness that consumes Destroy weariness, for it creates doubt,
Love is sleeping beside each other, And laughing at each other Because each night Someone is being smooshedΒ Β into the corner of the bed
Love is the tears of a petty fight That erupts from jealousy Love lurks in the fear of losing it all
Love is in hope Whether it's only one of you Or the both Love is there
Love is in the idea of marriage
In the hopes it'll happen and if it does or has that it will last forever
Love is in their eyes, And how they try to crack a smile Even when they feel down and depressed