Love is...

L

O

V

E

A four letter word I use for almost everything

But when I said I loved you 

L.O.V.E stared to mean something more

It meant the midde day smiles and the afternoon kisses

It meant just holding me when I broke down and never forcing me to talk

When life was unfair you were they and suddenlly life was fair again

Love is the late night calls from Paris

Love is the feeling being free with another person

Love is wanting to be with someone but not need them

Love is blind but all seeing 

You show me loveby setting me free and trusting I'll come back

Love it the moements you share together and the ones you tell eachother when you're apart

Love is you and I and our senior year