The Truth About Love
True love is something that is neither real nor fake,
it belongs to no certain dimension.
It could be an object that once you hold it in your palms,
you never want to let it go.
It can be the thing that causes you aches deep within your bones.
Or it could be the fluttering in your chest when you look deep inside the bluest of eyes.
Or when the sun shines across their face and it creates a heavenly glow.
True love is someone who brings so much passion and love into your life,
that you feel as though you could never live without them.
The person you want to wake up too,
and the last person you want to see before the sun sets.
It’s the foreboding sense of loneliness,
when you watch them walk away from you step by step.
True love is making sure they live their life without you,
because you know you mean nothing in their world.
True love is never regretting the choices you’ve made to make them happy,
even if it’s taking your last breath and forcing them to an oath that they would do something that is completely unfair.
True love is letting your heart break every time they smile at their true love.
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