Our thoughts on love changes
As our mind and soul ages
We conceive each void differently
And find something to fill it
We say these "I love yous"
Because at the time it may be true
The concept grows with your age
The concept grows with you
It may always stay the same
You may never mature
It's ok in my mind
Love is quite the strange word
Some think it's useless
Some think it's poetic
I believe it's a topic
That can be seen however you need it
So don't push it away
Don't make fun of the definitions
Everyone has their perception
Everyone has their opinion
Find your own
And allow it to flourish
It is your decision as to whether you water it or watch it perish
/k.p./
