What is love?
I am not sure but I think I found the answer
Love is not constant
Everyone cant define love
Or no one can understand it
Because it is a variable
It changes from person to person
It is all a matter of perspective
And I found out what love is
In my perspective
And I warn you, that you may not understand
What I mean by what I will say
Because it is my opinion
About love
SO
Love is;
When I feel that someone actually gives a damn about me
When they make time for me, even if they are busy...
(they don't even need to meet me...or they don't need to message me... don't misunderstand this... I just need to know that they think about me... naturally because they care)
When they try to communicate with me and ask me questions about myself
When they ask me if I am hungry or if I need something from the grocery store
When they try to be the best version of themselves, but also very vulnerable
When they look at me, in the eyes...and explain that they are alright without a word
When they hug me without a sexual desire, just because they CARE and because I am a PERSON, not a toy
When I feel like I can be the real me with them, the aggressive and gauche me
When I can be like a child with them, and when I don't even have the idea of them judging me, because they don't make me feel judged
When they can stop their physical desires, but listen to their heart and soul...and let me hear it
When I can feel free to argue with them, knowing that we will both say sorry at the end
When I can say all the bad words to them and they can say all the bad words to me...but we always try to fix those words with good ones...
When they take responsibility for little things
When they enjoy the little things we do together, maybe just because we do it together
Love is real when they say "why?" in response to my "I don't love you!"
This, happened just once..
And I don't think it will happen again.
Maybe something similar, something familiar.
But no.
Real love comes once in a lifetime, right?
It did come to me, but I wasted it.
Now it's time to suffer.
Or maybe I am lucky enough to ACTUALLY meet someone (not find, I am TIRED) who actually gives a damn about me...?
We will see in the future.
And this is the closure.
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