I have a hard time describing love, I have failed numerous times. I began to think about what love really was but there was nothing, to me love was nothing.
Days went on and I couldn't stop asking myself, " What does love feel like, what does love feel like?" Still, nothing. Then it hit me, I may not know what love feels like but I know what it doesn't feel like:
Love doesn't feel like spending every weekend alone on your couch waiting for that call.
Love doesn't feel like you're filled with negative colors like red and blue.
Love doesn't feel like the cold tile of your bathroom floor and tears streaming down your face.
Love doesn't feel like raindrops falling off your hair and onto your new dress they didn't even notice.
Love doesn't feel like a sore throat after hours of yelling at each other.
But still, what does love actually feel like. To the best of my ability, I crafted another list:
Love feels like the soft burn of your cheeks when they compliment you.
Love feels like their warm embrace.
Love feels like all the colors of the rainbow are filling you body.