i think that love is
the most complicating thing known to humanity.
It is easily defined in a dictionary
as 'a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person, '
but everyone's personal definition
of what they think love is differs.
With so many different forms of love,
and so many definitions,
it is definitly complicating
for such a small word.
To me, love is having someone there
in the middle of the night
when the smoke detector scares you out of sleep.
it is waking up at the exact same moment
as the other person in the middle of the night
and they sleepily complain
that you arent close enough to them.
love is being able to feel the other's pain
and want more then anything
to be able to take it away.
love is knowing all the persons weird little habits,
and not only accepting them,
but finding them charming.
even though everyone can usually
give their definition of love,
it is still such a complicating thing
because something that is,
by definition,
happy and supose to feel good,
hurts and tangles
all at the same time.
above all though,
i think love is hitting speed bumps together,
but continuing to walk
in the same direction together.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this poem is very well put together. It is so true and ever relationship hits bumbs in the road and have to learn to keep moving forward together. well done