really

love is a funny thing

its a word that tickles the tongues of the young

it brings melody to those who cant hum a beat

it brings peace of mind and sleepless nights

broken hearts and broken dreams 

but what does love really mean?

sweaty palms, and butterflies 

anxiety in more than just one's eyes 

the first kiss bump of the nose 

the awkward hug that everyone let's go 

the fluttering of the eyelashes 

the blush that spreads among the masses 

misspoken words and awkward goodbyes 

what is love? if not a disguise?

love is not perfect...

love doesn't have to be kind 

but in the truest words love is blind

it takes awhile to wake up

to see the redness of your loved ones cheeks fade 

to see the smile you put on their face 

infatuation is not love 

one day the eyelashes will not flutter 

the butterflies might not fly,

but in that moment you don't say goodbye 

love is a journey between you and I