there are millions of answers to your question to me, "what is love?"
like they always say, love is when you're having a bad day but still feel happy when you see that smile.
love is treasuring the paper craft he made on your first date.
love is waiting for her at work on the night shift, so you can go home together.
it is the kisses and hugs,
the arts and dishes,
the patience, and the sacrifices.
but if i were to define what love is,
i will utter your name.
// just you.
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Solitude Hour
Poetryi have been locking up all of my thoughts and shutting down voices inside my head. i am terrified to see how messed up it is and to hear what a horrifying sound it would be. but sometimes, when i am alone, i let them be wild and free. and then i wil...
