Someone asked me what love is.
I answered her:
'What love is?
I'll tell you.
Love is the way my heart is filled with joy
when he tells me he loves me.
love is the smile on my face
everytime I see him.
Love is how much I miss him
when I'm not by his side.
Love is why I can't stay mad at him
because it kills me inside.
Love is the happiness I feel
when I'm lying in his arms.'
She smiled at me
and told me I was lucky,
that I had found true love.
And as she turned and walked away
I smiled.
Because knew that what she said,
was pure and simple truth.