Love is not.

She doesnt smile the same anymore. Nothing but a fake one used to coverup her scars. Love is not abusive. Her smile quikly fades like a rainbow when he aproches her. Love is not abusive. He doesnt trust her other male friends. Love is not disbelief. I stand in the corners as I watch him push her around. Love is not aggravation. Her relationship isn't healthy. Love is patient. Love is kind.