Love is hearing that voice everywhere
Yes, love is smiling at nothing
But it is also sobs that rack your body
And leave you crumpled on the floor.
Love has wings
It's true that Love makes the heart soar
But those same feathers glide back down
Leaving you worse off than you were before
Love is a clock
When everything is prolonged
The finite moments melt together
The torrential joy
And the sting of pain
Last so much longer
Love is euphoria
Love is devastation
Love is more
Love is loss
Love is faith.
Love is all these things
But mostly
Love is emotion.
Love puts feeling where it couldn't be before.
And though it's not always good
Love is motivation to find the good.
Love is the eyes to see it when it comes.
To feel it when it's there
And even buried under a mountain of hurt, Love is still Love.
