WHAT IS LOVE?
Sometimes I stay up till late at night.
Staring at the stars, the moon, and the dark blue sky.
My thoughts sort of float around me,
and I have no clue how or why.
I lay there under the moonlit sky,
thinking of love, fantasizing who will be the one.
When will I feel the softness of his lips,
or when his hand will softly brush the hair free from my face?
Will I get weak in the knees in his secure embrace?
Will we stay up till late at night
Learning of the otherís life.
But will he love or show me love?
Will he care about what Iím thinking,
or notice my every change in feeling?
And what if he's not a romancer,
sweet talker, or a good-looking nice dresser?
Do those things really matter?
Or is it as long as you feel it
deep within your soul then it's true.
And when he walks in, your heart skips a beat,
Butterflies fly all around your stomach,
As you yearn for his touch.
Is that when you know you're in love?
When he's the one who creates the meaning of life in your eyes?
Or is it just another word crowded in the dictionary?
A feeling no one truly believes in.
They claim it just to fit in with everybody else.
They create this world for you to get lost in.
And when you're lost in love
they tell you that they never believed!
Then the point of life and it's many meanings
don't exist anymore.
If you have no one to love
or share that passion and desire with
Then what is there to life???
I guess that's why some say love is unexplainable...
Unexplainable, but TRUE....