To them, to me
To them, love is adequate
A tender loving gaze
A sweet smile
Or a warm hug
A heart to heart talk over phone
A goodnight text
A lullaby before drifting to dreamland
To them, love is confusion
The hesitation before sending the goodnight text
The moment of doubt where each questioning their feelings
The agitation when receiving a call
The insecurities about everything
To them, love is..... Love
For she was his knight in shining armor
For he was her safe house
For she is a blank pages, wanting to be written
For he is a drying root, needing to be watered
To me, love still is a mystery
That I will never want to solve
Let it stay hidden...
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