love is a thing where we feel safe and we feel the feeling inside our hearts. where the hearts only yearns for the best, to the people we ’love’

Love is a comfort, warmth, and even familiarity. Something so precious to even begin with, a crazy yet fragile little thing that would make you burn the whole world down.

Love is my darling. Forever I keep love with me. I keep love, tenderly, roughly. Love is everywhere: under my skin, between my hands, it's there to whisper me how I am able to be alive for a long, long time. Love is the tender touches I kept close to my skin. The flaws and all between the loud sounds among the hustle and bustle of all. Love is the only thing I have to keep me alive. If I have none, if I don't have love, then I have nothing. Love, love, love,

Is what makes me a human, my dear sister. A human with emotions. My tongue has tasted different kind of love, but nothing makes me human than the emotions that were born with it. I cherish love, I love love.