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Definition of Love


If I could profess my love to you If these dreams of mine could just be true You think I’d find some peace of mind beyond wandering around blind by all the colors of emotions that stretch on like the deepest oceans. Such wondrous things I see beneath the waters of our sea. These fishes represent the words of our testament. Oh Love, such love as this is sickening. And others’ bliss does not compare to what we own this feeling, this goes deep as bone. And as much as I wish to deny— for I don’t know about you—but I fear this sinking, exhilarating rush that overwhelms to crush all the future that we ever thought to have. It’s like a stab to the chest, oh, you’ve asked me and I’ll say yes, for you see that is my definition of love.
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