Love Is

Love is like breathing.

You need to do it constantly

To stay alive.

Love is like a dream.

Too surreal

To even be believed.

Love is like a void.

Endless, 

Infinite

And ever-expanding. 

∞

Love is like a flower.

It germinates,

It grows,

It blossoms,

And for a short time

It is oh-so-beautiful,

But in the end

It slowly withers away.

Love is like a popped balloon.

It surprises you,

It can scare you,

But in the end

You know you’ll be all right.

Love is like a newborn.

It will make you cry,

It will make you smile,

It will make you complete.