Love is........

i wrote this a few years ago when my teacher got me wondering what it really meant

love is letting him be happy, even when you aren't part of it

love is putting together puzzle pieces, even when they don't quite fit

love is being there for him, even when he doesn't care

love is all the tears and broken parts in your heart that are all still there



love is wanting someone so bad it hurts and isn't fair

love is standing by his side, when he doesn't even realize you are there

love is when opposites attract

love is waiting on him, although you know he isn't coming back



love is the feeling that doesn't fade

love is what is there, when you can't seperate

love is always there it doesn't go

love is wanting him, even when you aren't alone



love is when remembering brings smiles

love is being together, even between miles

love is there when it's hard to say no

love is no matter how much it hurts, not letting go