its more than what it seems
Love isn’t just a simply three words
Nor is it the things he buys you
It’s not waiting for him to text you back because he fell asleep
It's not love when he still goes out to bars with friends
Love isn’t smelling perfume on him
Love isn’t a continuous apology
It isn’t worry if he's gonna come home sober
Love isn’t weekly visits to the hospital because a mysterious injury
Those pretty words he says too make you think he cares
No, love is pure like a white rose on a breezy spring morning
Love doesn’t make you feel like you're crazy
It’s not crying in your room everyday
Love isn’t holding on too a person who wants to be free
When it's love it understanding of the other person
Its respect of their body it's the acceptance of that individual
Love is inspiration to be a better person
The way there eyes are only fixated on you
It's though did you eat ?, Are you safe ? text that mean the most
It's the smallest action walking on the side where the cars are passing so you live
Love is wanting happiness for that person no matter what happens
It's the moment of laughter when time stops, They make time stop
Love is home
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