Love

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What is love?

Is it a flower in bloom?

Is it a child saying his first word or

A bird singing in the breeze

Or is it a storm waiting to happen?

A tumult of boiling emotions

That smashes against your heart.

Is it relentless?

Is it a monster?

Is it as silent as a cloud moving in the breeze?

Does it sneak up on the unexpecting?

Does it hit you like a ton of bricks?

Does it hide amongst lies?

Because I still don’t know what

Love is

The idea doesn’t come to mind

The picture doesn’t form

And the words don’t spill from my tongue

I don’t comprehend

What magic can fill your heart

And make everything else disappear

Make all the pain vanish

Like the one you love is always near

Just a thought away.

But I’m always in a panic

I am always afraid

Love changes everything

It even ruins the wall

That protects you from everything else

It hungers to be broken

It hungers to be fixed

It hungers grow larger

It hungers to be mixed

With the love of another

Your other half

But how can I do any of that

When I don’t even know what love is?

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