Love is giving someone the power to destroy you.
But trusting them not to.
Love is slow dancing with her.
Even when the music is fast.
Love is trying the impossible.
To prove the obvious.
Love is the kiss she gets just for smiling.
Love is the hug shes earned
For always being there.
Love is wishing apon a star.
That shes wishing apon the same one.
Love is the forgiveness.
That only she gets all the time.
Love is her laughter making you smile.
Love is her heartbeat close to yours.
Love is the fights, that allways end in a smile.
Love is the hope.
That she isn't thinking of that other guy.
Love is believeing she still loves you.
When she says she doesn't.
Love is hating the gossip you've heard.
Even if its true.
Love is holding her hand through her last hours.
Love is giving her the same look.
You gave her 60 years ago.
Love is the rose you kept.
When she gave it to you for valentines day.
No matter how long ago it was.
Love is having your tombestone right next to hers.
And love especially.
Is telling her you love her.
Every day for the rest of your life.
[poem par avery <3, le 15 octobre 2006]
[pix par mwa]