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This is just a poem that I wrote in response to finding out what true love feels like. |
| I used to ask, what is love? Does passionate love really exist? I had never seen the kind of love That sets your heart on fire I had never seen the kind of love That makes you smile constantly I used to ask, what is love? Is there really a soulmate for me? Then the other half of my soul Joined with me one day It was like the world was on fire And our smiles could make it burn I used to ask, what is love? Could this fire, this passion, be love? The corners of my mouth twist up Whenever they come to mind Life feels so calm and right Whenever they are around I used to ask, what is love? But eventually we all answer this question Love comes from within ourselves Only when we truly love who we are Will we be able to love another As we are all meant to |