Love?
What does that really mean?
Love.
Something that is rarely seen.
Love.
Said like it’s nothing.
Love.
Gets thrown around when it’s supposed to mean something.
Love.
Hidden in every person’s heart.
Love.
Threated to be torn apart.
Love.
Created with two people.
Love.
Making everything, equal.
Love.
Rough, like when you first shoot a gun.
Love.
Formed to make us one.
Love.
Simple letters put together.
Love.
Making us feel like we are flying,
Light as a feather.
Love.
Hurts when said and not meant.
Love.
Being bruised, beaten, and bent.
Love.
Felt, but never explained.
Love.
A tiring, over played game.
Love.
Spoken so much, it becomes a lie.
Love.
Can be, as big as the sky.
Love.
Blue, clear, like a fresh sea.
Love.
Made, for you and me.
~Miichelexoxo
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