"I love you."
That’s what I say every day and every night,
But I don’t know what love really is.
I think every night before I go to bed for hours.
The thought of…
“What is LOVE?”
Every night that’s the thought that floats through the space in my head.
I don’t believe in fairy tales.
I don’t believe in love.
Or so I thought….
I just *never experienced love.
I never had the fairy tale I always wanted.
I always confused love for passion,
But love is not passion.
“What is LOVE?”
Love can only be described.
Love cannot be defined by lousy words.
So I had to be taught what love really is.
I had to be taught what TRUE LOVE really is.
True love is to be able to see someone for who they really are.
That’s what I describe love to be.
How do you describe it?
"I love you."