thoughts on what love is to you? what does it feel like? does it have a sound, a colour?
love feels like when you look at the sunlight hitting dew covered grass like it’s the first time you’ve ever seen it and you feel so lucky to be seeing it. when someone dear to you is there when you’re crying - staying and not turning away from your hurt. when someone trusts you enough to let you stay when they hurt. when a stranger does something kind for another stranger without ‘reason’. “this reminded me of you”, “i’ll be busy if you can’t reach me that’s why i love you”, “if you need anything lmk”, “how are you”, “do you want bread?”. when the world starts looking beautiful and you realize there’s no border between the rest of the world and you and it becomes clear you’re the world. when people are in an argument and they use nicknames or pet names to make sure who they’re in a fight with knows they love them. being in flower filled gardens, inhaling summer into your body. loving someone so much it becomes objective and not dependent on your relation, but wanting the best and happiest for someone regardless of it being with you or not. how plants grow, not watched by anything or anyone, just existing growing because it’s life and love itself! it sounds like birds chirping, crickets, old christmas songs, snow crunching under your feet, water fountains rippling gently in a big old city, kids laughing, turning of pages, a loved one’s voice, how mountain railways muffle the rest of the world - soothing and hypnotic, poetry in languages you don’t know, cities buzzing at night, lighting matches, yelling and shouting because you’re so fille with joy and love, laughing until your stomach aches, making someone laugh until their stomach aches, vinyls, rain. it looks like blinding gold, warm brown, rich green, deep honest blue, cotton candy, apple red, vibrant orange, sunflower yellow, illuminating white, nightsky black.