love is just a word
shall i remind you that?
that is until someone comes in and gives that word a meaning
even after you lost all hope in such
when the open that window instead of door
when they push instead of pull
love, to me, meant a sudden rush of emotions
a fondness towards a person in particular
it was a sole feeling of affection that was shared between two people
love, to me, always ended in pain
heartbreak was inevitable
that is what love meant
that is the only way i knew it
i knew love to be a short craving
now love, to me, means you
it means the sky and the birds
it means the flowers too
it means the kisses of the rain
it means the butterflies in my stomach
love, to me, means that affection again
but instead of a fickle-minded man, it means you once more
i cannot explain these words of fondness
this sudden rush of emotion
i want it to last between two sole people
us
