What is love?

Do I know what love is?

Have I ever felt it for someone?

I don’t know. But whenever I think about love I remember a pair of eyes.

I may never be able to describe the beauty of the eyes which used to shine like diamonds.

Whenever I think about love I remember a  smile so bright that it used fill colors in this gray world.

Whenever I think about love I remember a voice. A voice so soothing that it used to calm the raging sea inside my mind.

Whenever I think about love I see a face which I can’t remember now.

I don’t know about love but if there is something I do know is that if it’s real then I want it to be as beautiful as her.

I remember the first time I saw her. The world seemed to pause around me and I felt like I found something that has been missing for eternity.

I also remember the last time I saw her. The world spun too fast and It felt like a part of my heart was torn out.

I remember her parting smile.

I remember the day when I would have sold my soul to stay with her.

I remember the smile that I made and tears that I never knew were in my eyes.

I remember her voice digging like a dagger in my heart.

I remember everything but I don’t remember her face.

I remember how I slowly turned my back against someone that I loved more then myself.

I remember the steps that I took and how heavy they felt.

I remember how I wanted her to stop me.

I remember praying to dead gods and devils alike for the first and last time to not take this from me.

I remember her name which was used …

I remember her scent…

I want to remember her.

Did I give up?

I don’t know..

I still try to hear her smile in the passing breeze.

I still try to feel her touch in the soothing moonlight.

I still try to see her smile in everything that she loved.

I still try to feel her scent in the rain.

I still try to remember her eyes in the starry sky.

Whenever I think about love I still try to remember her.