Love Gives Purpose
If my love could buy another day with you,
I’d spend it without a second thought.
But my love couldn’t buy
gum from the gas station,
let alone time,
and I don’t need it to.
Because love doesn’t need a value.
Love is giving your heart to someone.
It’s them calling you at 3 in the morning
because they got awful news.
It’s visiting them after an argument because
you’re truly sorry for the things you said.
Love is them having a bad day
and giving them the space they need.
My love can’t buy gum.
My love can’t buy time.
But there’s no need for them
when love gives life a purpose.
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