Love is…
heartbreak and sadness.
It is deadly and poisonous.
It weakens me. It makes me cry and want to tear my soul out.
I wanna break down the walls and tear the foundations of my life into a dusty remain.
But love is also…
beautiful and all-consuming.
It is eternal and infectious. It strengthens me.
It makes me want to laugh and tear my soul out.
It is simply the feeling of satisfaction and blissfulness.
The way he will look at you, he looks at no other.
The way he kisses you will make you think that no other kiss mattered.
The way he will hold you will be the thing you remember before you die.
That is love.
Being able to look him in the eye and know that he belongs to you and only you.
His soul is your soul.
His touch is your touch.
His heart is your heart.
And his love for you is…
Eternal.
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I love the juxtapostion of love, because your definition encompasses all the highs and lows of love. And that hopeful ending makes me so happy! Thanks for this!
🙂 I’m glad you like it.