What is love?


What is love?
It is not just bloomed flowers,
Or the fragrance of earth after the rain,
It is my dear the fading leaves in the month of autumn.
It is not just your lips on mine,
Tangled tongues,
Skipped heartbeats,
Or stolen breathes,
It is two souls but same emotions,
Two pair of eyes but same dreams,
Two lives but same reasons.
It is not just peaceful,
But also wide.
It is not just promises,
But also sacrifices.
It is not just a four letter word,
But a complete lengthy series.
It is not just a fairytale or a storybook filled with rainbows and roses,
Rather it is fighting battles together,
Conquering obstacles,
Holding on and never letting go.
What is love?
It is when you see nothing but everything,
And it all looks the same,
Because it all looks like that one person.