Love is...
calling me, because you thought of me
listening, even when you don't care
laughing at my jokes, even when they aren't funny
hugging me, to simply be closer
sending me flowers, just because it's Tuesday
holding my hand, when everyones looking
bringing me to lunch, just to see my smile
going out of your way, simply because you want to be there
kissing me, for no reason
wanting me, even when there are others around
being there, even when I say you don't have to
looking into my eyes, to see your own soul
loving me, simply because I am me.
Love is...breathing me and you.