Love is something you'd die for,
It is something you probably would kill for.
In my case, it's something I'm willing to live for.
What is love? How do you know that you're in love?
When I first met him, I understood the word, love.
Love, is when you look at them and smile unknowingly.
Love, is when you get soft and softer for them, gradually.
Love, is when you don't care about what others say but him.
Love is when, you still love him though he loves someone else.
Love is when you'd wait days and nights for him when he's with someone else.
Love is when you've the fear of losing them, feels like you can't live without them.
Love is when you wanna protect them,
Face every ups and downs of life but with them.
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Pieces of her
Poetry✎ᝰ ── ⎙ PIECES OF HER ── Sharing some pieces of mine here; Probably you can relate? But I'd hope no one relates to it, Though I badly want someone to say that 'You weren't alone, Nia; I've felt like that too' ᥫ᭡ written by @nxxratz_ .ೃ࿐
