Love is...

It’s confusing as I take a glimpse of your perfection, always being memorized by your figure. The little nerves that twitch and bones that click keep going off. I keep biting down onto my lower lip as I feel the sparks lit up as you give me a smile. I feel the cold rush of wind drift by. You offer your leather jacket and slid it over my shoulders. I look up to you and you look down to me. I wonder what this means though it clearly seems to be staring at me right in the face. Though my mind is telling me to run before I get caught by your gaze, my heart says just to stay a little longer.

Love to everyone is many things. Though unquestionable clears out the feelings we feel for a person that we care for dearly but are afraid to understand these feelings.

Love is unquestionable because you don’t know it until it happens. You’re always left speechless.