I had been in love before. It was a long time ago.
I thought I knew what love was. Or rather what has constantly been described to me. But recent events have taught me something, I have forgotten what love is.
Love is not having a constant companions so that your Saturday nights are less boring
Love is not thinking about the person all the time
Love is not giving up on sound logic
Love is not having someone to constantly text
Love is not an unlimited channel of compliments
Love is not spreading your legs and getting over it
Love is not giving up sound logic
Love is being with yourself. And being happy
Love is that disconnect from the din and finding that peace on a Monday
Love is knowing even without or with a few friends you will be happy
Love is knowing when the right person comes along, you will be willing to change your priorities and you would be happy to do so
Love is mutual respect and acceptance over passion and butterflies
Its time I learn Love. Again