People always wonder what it means to love
What it means to know, everyday
That you will be loved in return
It is truly something that's never the same
It's different for everyone
Some people are butterflies
Confidence flows out of their paint-splattered wings in ocean-like amounts
Where there was never confidence before
Stress is released
It takes you soaring to unknown heights
Leaving you in sweet, everlasting ecstasy as you carefully float back down on soft feathered clouds
It humbles even the most precocious of beings
Love brings out the best in us
No matter how many irrelevant quarrels
Are pulled from dark, unwelcome caves
Love is what resolves
If you cannot resolve, it is not love
Love swoops down underneath you as you
Fall, suicidal, down steep, rigid cliffs
It is lifesaving
Always keeping your sanity
Your head screwed on tight
Light bulb flickering just above you
It can take you to another place when life is a frightening swirl of uncertainty
And when you need it, love will spring you into reality
Cleansing you with a dose of life that has never been lived before
