What you become in love,
is everything but a fool,
When you wait for their reply,
wondering if it made them smile wide open?
Thinking of them,
when you see something that they once told you,
they like,
Sitting at the back,
or may be riding with them,
their favourite bike,
Sitting at a park, watching a movie,
Or just may be that mountain hike?
You laugh and laugh,
until your stomach hurts,
You love when they notice little things,
or the way she/he flirts,
Praying on their big days,
so you can be part of their happy aftermaths.
Love, my dear,
Is anything but tough,
Your broken ones,
made them seem a bit rough,
Love, is being present when they don't feel like sunshine,
Love, is being ready to trust them
when things aren't going right,
Love, is to never stop making effort
Even when you know they're mine.
Love, is always letting them know,
Something inside you, right now
isn't right.
Love is knowing, acknowledging,
telling, showing, accepting,
And Love can go on & on.
Also,
Love, is to let go,
When you can't do you,
Love is to let go,
When you can't Be You.
- trisha