A question many ask through their lives
Over and over, and then some more
Some say you can’t explain it
You really just know…
What is Love?
Is it that feeling I get inside
Every time you look at me
Or every time you say something,
Past that has been…
What is Love?
Is it the crooked smile
That melts my soul
And takes me back in time
Or every little touch you send my way
That opens the door to past
To what once has been mine
What is Love?
Is it the light I see
Every time you’re near
Our daily little chats,
Or pain without last goodbye
Of the day…
What is Love?
Is it this eager feeling I get
When I know I will see you
And for the moment everything will be alright.
Or is it the bliss I feel when I surround myself
With the true essence of your being
What is Love?
Is it the stab I feel deep inside my chest
Every time you mention her name
Or when you openly express your love to her
While my soul feels defeated
And tears don’t stop falling
Hours and hours in the end
What is Love?
Is it what I’ve been looking for my whole life
Searching for what lingered in my soul
The memory of the time lost long ago
That one sacred love that got stolen
Abruptly taken away from us
Or the reality we both landed in
What is Love?
Is it happiness I feel when you’re around
Connection we share through sands of time
Having these real feelings…
Or knowing that you’re not mine.
But loving you just the same
With no expectations and getting nothing in return…
Giving you everything I got
Secretly loving you till the end of time
But not being able to tell you
It’s not my place to be
Except…
Waiting and hoping…
For you
To make things right…
Just being here for you
If you ever will need me…
Maybe, just maybe,
This is LOVE!!!
