L o V e ? ? ?



Are your palms sweaty? Is your heart raising? And is your voice caught within your chest?



It isn’t love, it’s like.



You can’t keep your eyes off her/him, am I right?



It isn’t love, it’s lust.



Are you proud and eager to show her/him off?



It isn’t love, it’s luck.



Do you want her/him because you know s/he’s there?



It isn’t love, it’s loneliness.



Are you there because it’s what everyone wants?



It isn’t love, it’s loyalty.



Do you want to stay for her/his confessions of love because you don’t want to hurt her/him?



It isn’t love, it’s pity.



Do you belong to her because her/his sight makes your heart skip a beat?



It isn’t love, it’s infatuation.



Are you there because s/he kissed you or held your hand?



It isn’t love, it’s confidence.



Do you pardon her/his faults because you care about her/him?



It isn’t love, it’s friendship.



Do you tell her/him everyday s/he is the only one you think of?



It isn’t love, it’s lie.



Are you willing to give up all your favorite things for her/his like?



It isn’t love, it’s charity.





But, do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and elation pulls you close and hold you?



Does you heart ache and break when s/he’s sad?



Do you cry for her/his pain, even when s/he’s strong?



Do you accept her/his faults because it’s part of who s/he is?



Are you attracted to others, but stay with her/him faithfully without regret?



Do her/his eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply, it hurts?



Would you give your heart, your life, your death?



…then, it’s LOVE.