This is what love means to me... |
Love they say is a science of the soul, It's like you never were half, but it makes you whole. Of the many definitions of its kind These flash across my mind. Love isn't when you say I Love You, It generally speaks through the little things you do. Love is a look shared across a room which only you can understand, It is a hug... just when you need one or maybe just holding hands. Love is a chemistry which... surpasses your body and captivates the soul, It is the bond which may stretch a thousand miles... and bounce back with the same vibes. It is a conversation held in silence, It is eyes working overtime, It is compromises never claimed, and "but's" which dont exist. Love is the strength that you feel you possess but it makes you weak in the knees. It is giving away the best you had... yourself...and more often than not, it's for free. Love isn't a two minute thing which fades with tomorrow's dawn, it is what grows on other people even when you are gone. Love is dreams and plans and hopes you had It is battles lost and shoulders shared. It is fighting over petty things and getting pally later, It is a cup of tea shared in bed, Or a lifetime of living apart, It is a bond which weathers the test of time... and never falls apart. Love is so much And yet feels like nothing at all A lifelong high A hormonal thrall And though you can never put it in words so dry for all it's worth...I gave it a try. |