What is love?

Three words with a million answers

This is one of a million,

Love was both longing and finding

She used to believe.

It was climbing on her bed at ten pm

Lights off blind close with lofi music in the distance

Hoping to be part of tomorrow

Love to her was opening her eyes to greet the day

Seeing the stream of sunlight.

Rushing to catch a glance of the more than majestic sunrise and the feelings it brought along

Love was the warm breeze pressing against her face

Eyes locked on the horizon

The yearning to be somewhere and nowhere at the same time

Love is her younger self

All she ever feels this days is the Itching to go back to simpler times

When all she needed was her parents

Their love and a house

That was love...

Before life happened

Before everything she thought she found faded away like the sunrise

Now impossible to see .

But now love is nothing and everything

Love is a cycle

Sometimes predictable and sometimes not

Love is simply nostalgia..