Untitled Love 1

Love is the dizziness you get from his kiss. Love is the butterflies from his voice and his touch. It’s the pure pain when he has to leave and the feeling you get when your heart’s stretch over hundreds of miles when you’re apart and the way your heart rises and swells when you’re back in his arms. It’s the look in his eyes when he stares into yours and tells you he loves you. Love is the absolute peace you have when he holds you and the terrible ache when he is away. It’s the passion in his words and in each kiss. It’s the feeling in every “I love you”. Love is knowing he feels exactly the way you do. It’s knowing that he is love.