Love is a **** show,
a circus without any clowns
and a juggler who can't juggle.

Love is the tightness in my chest
when you call me baby
or say you love me.

Love is you going to bed
without talking to me all day
and I'm sad
but I convince myself you still care.

Love is the way I wake up in the morning
my heart hurts
my body is tired
but I want to talk to you.

Love is not knowing how to be loved
it is re-learning how to open up
how to accept compliments
how to tell him you love him too

Love is a whirlwind of emotions,
a human condition,
how i dream of falling asleep in your arms
your throat after sipping hot tea
the first snow of the season
cold pool water in the summer
the leaves crunching under your feet
the first tulips peeking out of the dirt
your smile when i say hello
my favorite songs

what is love