Love

L O V E
What is it? What makes your heart skip a beat when you see that someone you love? What is it that makes you do silly things, like, check your phone a thousand times and see if he texts? Or switch your phone off/on to see if it's working when your phone doesn't ring. Putting in 110% effort when getting ready to head out for a date. What is it? It's such a powerful tool that people say it makes the world go round. It can't be quantified. Cannot be seen, nor touch, or heard, but felt. Sometimes, I wonder if people know what it is. It can be often overused that it loses it's meaning.

What is love to me? I know love when I want to share. Doesn't have to be physical things. My emotions, my thoughts. I know it when I'm willing to sacrifice my own. When I put his needs above mine. Having said that, that doesn't mean I'm a doormat. Sometimes, you just know where to draw the line. Love, to me, does not envy. And is patient. Most importantly, love is, being able to project oneself and your other half, sharing the future together. Does that make sense?

I don't know if I know what it is. But I sure hope I find out soon enough when it comes knocking on my door.