what is love?
Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and is your voice caught within
your chest?
-it isn’t love, it’s like.
You can`t keep your eyes or hands off of them, am I right?
-it isn’t love, it’s lust.
Are you proud, and eager to show them off?
- it isn’t love, it’s pride.
Do you want them because you know they`re there?
-it isn’t love, it’s loneliness.
Are you there because it`s what everyone wants?
-it isn’t love, it’s loyalty.
Are you there because they kissed you, or held your hand?
-it isn’t love, it’s low confidence.
Do you stay for their confessions of love, because you don`t want to hurt
them?
-it isn’t love, it’s pity.
Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat?
-it isn’t love, it’s infatuation.
Do you pardon their faults because you care about them?
-it isn’t love, it’s friendship.
Do you tell them every day that they are the only one you think of?
-it isn’t love, it’s a lie.
Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake?
-it isn’t love, it’s charity.
Does your heart ache and break when they`re sad?
-then it’s love.
Do you cry for their pain, even when they`re strong?
-then it’s love.
Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts?
-then it’s love.
Do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and
relation pulls you close and holds you there?
-then it’s love.
Do you accept their faults because they`re a part of who they are?
-then it’s love.
Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret?
-then it’s love.
Would you then give them your heart, your life, your death?
