"I sometimes wonder what love feels like."
Is it the couple walking down the street holding hands?
Is it the guy in Tiffany's buying out the store only to go home and realize the love of his life is with another man?
Is it the girl who sneaks around with a new guy every week hoping to feel some void?
Is it the bruises on her face and back that always seem to come before "I do it because I don't want to lose you"
Love is learning,and growing.
Love is sending your only son to die for a people who would curse and fail him daily.
Love is the man who works 9 hours a day,leaves that job and does another 8 hours to keep his family afloat.
Love is the woman who gets up early to make sure her kids have clothes ready and a hot meal every morning.
Love is the friend who stays up all night because his friend was on the verge again.
Love is courage.
Love is failing time and time again but staying strong with the hopes that you'll succeed.
Love is passion.
Love is com-passion.
Love is being by yourself when no one will come with you.
I sometimes wondered what love felt like until I realized
Love is you.