Love Is...

Him: Im losing my mind.

Im pathetic.

Alone.

Lost.

Im broken mentally, physically, and emotionally.

Look at me I sit here hopeless and hurt. I don’t know how to ask for help or where to look for help.

Her: Love is sweet.

Love is kind.

I get hurt almost all the time.

Love is a bitter sweet word. That word can burn you so deep, or soothe you like something sweet.

Him: When I look at my life I sit and say why? But that is why I have my wife to brighten my life.

Her: Baby Boy it is okay I can look pass your past. Hold your head up high I understand that words can’t express feelings. It okay I will be here for you in your time of need. Take my hand stand up tall, together we can reach the sky.

Him: you are the most talented, awesomsaucies, person I have ever met.

Them: that is love… a person or thing that one loves.

Her: love is when his touch keeps you warm and his smile makes you melt. When you can’t imagine nobody else but him.

Him: love is when you look forward to her acting like your mother so you can protect her like your sibling love her and bond with her like your best friend.

Them: this is love to us everything you cannot explain but you feel it in your heart; it the moments where you can’t say or do anything but smile. Our love is the type of love where you feel happy and healthy and every issue in the world disappears. This is a love I can never give up.