Love is when your cat greets you at the door because she missed you.
Love is not wanting to leave your bed in the mornings during winter because it's just so comfy and warm.
Love is the feeling of a hot shower beating down on your tense neck after a long day at work.
Love is tasting all your favorite foods and discovering new ones that you love even more.
Love is seeing something and thinking it is so beautiful that you must capture it forever in the form of a photo.
Love is planting a cactus in a pot and placing it on your window seal just because you want to see something grow.
Love is looking in the mirror and thinking that perhaps your hair looks really good today. Perhaps you just look good today.
Love is all these things and more.
Love is not something limited to two human beings.
Love is made up of all the little things.
Love is love no matter how small.
Love is love.(Credit to the artist of the photo. I do not own that picture.)
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A Inquiry into the Mind of Someone Who is in Love
PoetryLove poetry written by a young woman madly in love for the first time.