What is love?

Is it to place your idol up high and above?

Is it that feeling of flutters in your heart?

Is it just another twisted form of art?

What is forever?

Is it a word to cower behind when you mean never?

Is it a beautiful idea that hinges on a whim?

Before you decide to let us sink and not push us to swim?

What is us?

Is it a word to use before us is all drama and fuss?

Is it a label to hide our issues behind?

Is it a status to trick our mind?

Love is not a feeling.

Love is not all healing.

Love is fighting with your burned-out flame.

Love is reigniting your adoration and forgiving the blame.

Forever is long.

Forever outlasts all doings of wrong.

Forever is a vow.

Forever is remains a thousand of a thousand nows.

Us is bigger than you and me.

Us umbrellas our individual sorrow and glee.

Us is work for you and me to stay.

Us grinds to find a way.