What is Love

Love is late night conversations on the phone, not wanting to get off because you wish that person was right there by your side lying next to you. Love is midnight strolls in the park while holding hands staring at the city lights, the moon, and the stars. Love is talking, communicating like you have nothing to hide. Love is when you get that phone call in the middle of the day because that other person just so happened to be thinking about you so they call just to say, “Hi. How’s your day going?” Love is laughter, being tickled. Love is playing around like you two are little kids. Love is being still, being patient. Love is taking a long vacation with someone who you deem as special. Love is buying gifts for no particular reason like sending flowers to their job. Love is running your fingers through their hair. Love is rubbing their bald head while kissing them on the lips soft and gentle. Love is making love like you two have just done it for the first time, but it feels like that every time you do it. Love makes you feel special like nothing or no one else even matters. Love makes for a lovely day like the sun shining even though it’s raining outside producing a beautiful rainbow. Love is being free, being yourself as you enjoy the moment. Love is you two listening to a guitar being played and there are no words, no one singing, yet you can hear and feel what the other person is thinking. Love is you, and that beautiful person that is inside you ready to feel that empty void in somebody’s life.