like and love are not the same,
like is to hug your partner,
kiss them softly
as you begin to hear
the soft tunes
that reminds you
of the first day you saw them,
like is to be thinking of them
day and night,
have wonderful dreams
of being right next to there side,
every day a hello,
when you are with him
yet you think of that other person,
when you have fights with your mind,
have the phone next to your side,
thinking of number
yet don’t dial,
like is to take your partner
to a nice dinner,
to like is to say I love you,
to love is to have your partner
printed in your heart,
without the use of ink,
to love is for you
to create this tune
that revives and controls
the beat of ones heart,
to love is to show all emotion,
nice breakfast, a rose,
in the morning before the sunrise
a “ you’re the most beautiful being on earth,
and before this sunrises,
I know you are the true rays of light”,
to love is to be in a special place,
glancing in front and seeing only eyes,
a stair that takes you
into outer space,
love is not to always
have them in your mind,
yet your mind is them,
to love is not to have
any thought of nothing else,
knowing very breath you inhale
there thinking of you,
love is not to say I love you,
yet is to show them
they are the world,
that you adore them
with all your heart,
you adore them more than the time
it would take for you to walk
from here to the ex planet Pluto,
plus all the grains of sands in the oceans,
beaches, rivers,
plus how many burning spheres
they can count in the most cleanest day,
yet also multiply by infinity
-che