Speechless Introvert

What is ..?

Have you ever been shocked when people ask you questions?
Well if so is it because of the nature of the question or is it because you did not expect the question?
So this poem is based on a question my friend once asked me while we were playing hockey.
If you forgot hockey defines me..
Hope you enjoy the poem and sorry for the long talk ,which you deserve of course. lol

Hey you,
Mmmmh,
What is love ?
Is the question posed to me
Neither expecting to hear that
Nor did I have an answer
But being the good girl I am
I tried to formulate
A poetic answer for my friend

Me:

"Love is a feelin
A deep mutual feelin
A feelin often undefined
It can lead to brokenness
It can lead to happiness
Love can be an illusion
Or maybe an imagination
People say it is infatuation
People say it leads to depression
Simply a path to depression
But I can either agree or disagree
Depending on how you feel
To some it is a good feelin
To some it is deep betrayal
To me it is a desire
Grown inside a person
A desire either cold or warm
A feelin of desire"

But looking back ,
You define it as a feelin
One of desire

Me:

"So the point is
Love is a feelin and a desire
Deep down in ones heart
And I love you friend."

Dedicated tolisagrownish..

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