Love 101

The kind of feeling when two eyes meet
And never seem to stop looking
Searching, wondering, finding

The kind of feeling when you feel sparks inside
One touch makes you shudder with want
A brush of the strand of hair feels like eternity

The kind of unexplained jealousy
Even if someone just looks at her
She doesn’t belong to you, she is a part of you

The kind of admiration for his kindness
His honour and his noble nature
The way he makes her feel

This feeling isn’t love, it’s a god damned hallmark card
Love is what is beneath it all
Love is what is real.