Love is trembling aches Love is leaves falling slowly from trees Love is a hand on the door Love is getting ready to leave, but knowing you will never be ready Love is the sun running in the winter Love is the bottom of the ocean Love is broken glass on the floor Love is 10 000 shooting stars and then an asteroid Love is unconditional (ly blurry) Love is the dwindling sun Love is candles being unlit Love is the pathway that leads you to a cliff Love is segments of grapefruit with no juice Love is a cat rubbing against your leg once, and then leaving