Love isn't just one emotion, love isn't singular
It's a nervous feeling in your stomach
It's a surpressed smile
It's happiness, it's fear
It's unexpexcted laughter
It's joy, it's misery
It's a little bit of hate, it's jelousy's midwife
It's inpatient, it's annoyed
It's being lost, it's being home
It's a shock
It's knowing a stranger before you've met
It never forgive's, it alway's forgives
It make's up your life
It's to big to be defined, yet we define it
It's personal, it's universal
It's made by emotion's, it strengthend with actions
It's the same but differnt for every one
We decide what love is
Love is you with me, right now
Love is beautiful, and you beautifully write about it, Lauren. Stay blessed
Love is so many things at once. You are so right. Most poets want to define it but can't. entirely You have certainly written an outstanding poem here. I think one of the best on love. Congratulations!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's personal. Nice work.