love

what is it?

is it a glass of milk and a plate of freshly baked cookies,

warm, soft, crumbly dough against an abyss of creamy white

mouth against cool glass and a fresh and gooey delicacy

what is love?

is it a small wicker basket and a never ending trail of grass,

a nearly perfect picnic folded inside a silky blanket

lying next to it and locking eyes into a piercing yet beautiful sun?

what is love?

is it the sharp stab in your heart while being away from home,

is it the overflowing gratitude for your friends and family

is love the feeling you feel when there is a feeling so

passionate

inside you that it almost…

hurts