Love is

Love is a ride to the country,
A walk in the park with a friend,
A picnic in the middle of winter,
Or a playful slap on the hand,

Love is the shock of your first kiss
The initials all over your book
The longing for another
And the innocence you took

Love is the bear hug you enjoy,
The warmth of their embrace,
The belonging in their arms,
That blush across your face,

Love is the grass stains all over your clothes,
That cheeky smile you cant hide,
The passion you created,
The secrets in them you hide

Love is complete trust,
The feeling that everything is right,
The comfort of their presence,
Your arms around them tight,

Love is that step too far
The crossing of the invisible line
The first argument over nothing
The decision to 'give it time'

Love is forced forgiveness,
The decision to make that choice,
That return to what you had,
And that new doubt filled voice,

Love is how to do it
The stringing together of words,
The pain of them leaving your mouth,
And the sudden silence of birds,

Love is the look in their eyes,
When the tears begin to swell,
The hurried agree-ance they give,
And the feeling that you fell,

Love is the feeling
That you made a huge mistake,
The regret that ebbs through you,
Seems more than you can take,

Love is your friend the hammer,
Smashing your perfect life,
The regret and loss you feel,
Mixed with internal strife,

Love is the painful flash,
Of when a memory returns,
The comfort of forgiveness,
For which your poor heart yearns,

Love is moving forward,
The forgetting of your past,
The sudden interest in schoolwork,
And your smile is back at last,

Love is that wink from a stranger,
The image of their face,
The feeling that maybe......
You could fill that empty space.