What is love?
A feeling well know to many yet so foreign for me to know
I plant a seed of love & cultivate its nature but never see it grow

What is love?
I've been waiting for it to find me but it never shows at my door
I seek it in the ones I think are meant to be but they always leave me for another so I continue to remain alone

What is love?
I must be very complicated, for I always end up getting left
But somewhere deep down I'm happy for em & their new loves that they have come to met
I wouldn't want to be a reason a woman reflects back at her life & only feels regret
For if I love this person I must let her grow
Not contain her soul
For what is love I ask?
To me it's seeing her feel joy & happiness
With every given second she comes to spend

                                                     - Abraham Avalos