Status: What is Love?
Love is...
Patient
I gently swing myself back and forth on the swing set in my favourite park. With the flakes of green sparkling in the remaining sun light. The wind rushes on by as it plays with the trees colourful leaves for a couple of moments till it moves on.
I stop swinging and stare down at my bright ravens as I flick my shoes out wards then in wards. I repeat this sequence every day before I look up and glare down that same street hoping you were heading this way. It’s been year after year you have been gone but you said you will come back. You said you will stay loving me for eternity.
Though I know if I keep looking down that street, if I keep hoping you will appear out of nowhere, my heart will ache for you more and more. I must wait until you come back to me. Until you come back into my arms, that’s when I’ll cry. That’s when I will smile. That’s when I’ll feel fully happy.
Love is patient, you keep their heart safe until they come back because they love you enough to trust you with their heart.
I stop swinging and stare down at my bright ravens as I flick my shoes out wards then in wards. I repeat this sequence every day before I look up and glare down that same street hoping you were heading this way. It’s been year after year you have been gone but you said you will come back. You said you will stay loving me for eternity.
Though I know if I keep looking down that street, if I keep hoping you will appear out of nowhere, my heart will ache for you more and more. I must wait until you come back to me. Until you come back into my arms, that’s when I’ll cry. That’s when I will smile. That’s when I’ll feel fully happy.
Love is patient, you keep their heart safe until they come back because they love you enough to trust you with their heart.