Is it love?
Is it love when he awkwardly attempts to calm you down, apologizing because he's not very good with feelings?
Or is it love when he wraps you in his arms, whispering sweet nothings as he attempts to protect you from the harsh world?
Is it love when she doesn't let you touch her in public, claiming that she hates PDA?
Or is it love when she grabs your face and kisses you like no one is watching?
Is it love when you see yourself as a warped figure in the mirror and he's struggling because he's unsure what words would be offensive?
Or is it love that he pulls you away from the mirror, using words and kisses to make you forget and feel beautiful?
Is it love when she pushes for sex, attempting to slowly get you out of your comfort zone?
Or is it love when she takes it as slow as you want, even if she wants so much more?
Is it love?
Love is shown in many ways. A simple text to make sure you arrived at home safely. A tight squeeze when they hug you close. Love is different for everyone. So it's up for you to decide...
Is it love? Or perhaps something else entirely?
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Senseless
PoetryMeaningless words put together to hopefully have meaning. Short poem-like stanzas and quotes. **All writing is mine unless otherwise stated. Cover art by: @sweatersinspace
