I used to think that love was when the whole world stopped when they smiled at you and when your heart skipped a beat because of their laugh.  When you saw them everything came to a halt and your eyes couldn't find another place to rest because your heart had chose them. Your whole world was for them. When my heart chose you, I loved the way I couldn't think straight when you were around and how my heart was always thudding inside my chest, as if it were begging to jump out. Now I understand that it's trying to claw itself out and my heart was screaming at me, "RUN AWAY" and my eyes won't look away from you as you grab her hips the way you used to grab me and I wish that my world wouldn't stop at every sight.