Is This Love? Poem by mariah gragg

The touch is so soft. As it leaves you it stings; because the pain is so excruciating when you are without it.
The feel of a thousand butterflies swarming inside you... trying to escape but with nowhere to go.
That moment when you realize that everything is perfect and your life is finally complete.
Its the feeling of your heart, slowly being put back together piece by piece.
The feeling of a trapped soul finally set free.
Letting go of the misery, despair, the emptiness, the hatred, the lack of self control.
could this be love?