What is love?
I think it's a feeling in your chest, a compulsive feeling
You have to say it, don't let the moment go to waste.
Let them know
Before you never get the chance again
Because you never know
When their line will end.
I think it's a warm feeling
Like that moment a mother holds her child for the first time
Like looking at someone and just loving everything about them.
When you feel safe, and at peace,
When they love you too
It's not something that makes you scared
Something that makes you hurt
Or something that makes you cry, or miss, or long
For something else
Have you ever felt love?