Love is something kept secret
Something to be yelled out
It's when a heart skips a beat
A sweet kiss, not a pout.
Love is when you continue,
Yes, continue to care even now
Does not matter if we're together,
Missing you is what it's about.
Love is not some weapon,
Not a word easily used
It's like fireworks that go off,
A moment remembered with a shout.
Love is sometimes simple,
Sometimes complicated with doubt,
But true love is being trapped in your heart
And asking them not to let you out.
Love is my reason for writing,
Even with tears of missing you,
It is my reason for dismissing
All the small things I doubt.
-020120111742 (Valentines Early Special)