What is Love?
Love is the sweet taste of you on my lips.
Love is the soft brush of our hands when we were alone.
Love is the constant state of safety that was found only in your arms.
Love is the shades of green that swirled into a frenzy of a million galaxies that thrived in your eyes.
Love is the deeper connection we held with each other. It was like we were alone together in a room of a thousand people.
Love is when you can tell every emotion I held inside of me. I hide from the world but I can never hide from you.
Love is when we sang to each other in my kitchen and not caring that there was food cooking on the stove.
Love is the feeling that I could wake up every day in the same place. My arms wrapped around you to keep you safe. As if I could save you from your self. As if I could hold you close enough so you could never be far away again. That maybe if I didn't let you go you would never be able leave.
Love is when I could think of the word and the only thought was of you.
I still know what love is.......So why wasn't it enough for me to love you.