What Is Love?

Is it when your heart flutters?
Or when you get butterflies in your tummy?
Or when u can't explain how you feel,
And you sound like a dummy?

Is their a definition?
Or do you just know?
Deep down in your heart,
Where nothing else can go.

Is their a colour to love?
Some say its red,
But how do you know,
Is that just what someone said?

Is it when you can't stop thinking about someone?
When they are always on your mind,
When you're lost for words,
Words you can usually find?

Is love just a word?
Or is it a true feeling,
Is it supposed to be clear?
Or does it keep you reeling?

Is it weak at first?
Then grows strong,
What if you think your right?
But you're really wrong.

It's so confusing,
And a huge decision,
That you have to make on your own,
Without any supervision.

What really is love?
That's the question,
That no one can answer,
Go any suggestions?

* The first poem I ever wrote. *