Love,
Such a simple word with a big meaning,
But i’ve always had one question
That’s always on my mind,,
What is love?
A question asked through my tearful eyes,
In the silence of my lonely thoughts,
Repeating in an endless cycle.
Loneliness wraps around me like a heavy blanket,
In the silence, I crave for love,
Trying to find a connection for someone
who I can call mine.
I adore being held in a gentle embrace,
Knowing I have someone
who loves me for me.
Love,
A word with such a profound meaning,
A word that can be told
In different ways.
Love is like a puzzle piece,
Unique and shaped
in a way that fits just right.
Sometimes it takes time to discover
Where it belongs.
But once it connects,
It’s a beautiful sight.
I think love means having someone
Who is there for you at all times.
Someone who appreciates you for you.
Love is a strong emotion towards someone,
Knowing you have someone
to cherish happy moments together,
Someone who will always show their feelings for you.