They ask me what love is and for an unknown reason, I started uttering the color of your eyes—almond. I thought of your dimples, the way your nose scrunch when you laugh—showcasing your close-to-perfect teeth. I smile as I remembered the sound of your voice, the passion when you sing, and the smirk on your face when you joke around. I speak of how you make my day, like a ray of sunshine peeking into my grey room. I utter the words of appreciation towards your existence.
That is when I knew, you are love.
You are the love that came unannounced yet I welcome you like I am meant to find you in this lifetime.
If they would ask me a million times, my answer remains.
I will not speak of your name but I will speak of how you have become my own definition of love.
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Dearest Sunshine
PoetryDearest Sunshine, Thought you'd fit in the verses of poetry Yet watch me as I keep you in a memory Underneath every stanza, I fail to convey And the words I cannot afford to say If, by chance, you come across All the words I toss In every chapter o...
