i believe in love.

sometimes i wonder if i know what love really is.
i believe in love. i believe there are many kinds of love.

i believe that there is a child's love, and there is a passionate love.
i believe there is the kind we are always searching for, maybe we find it, maybe we don't.
i believe that true love never leaves us, no matter how hard we try to throw it away. maybe we put it on a shelf for "safe keeping", or perhaps to forget about it.
but why would you want to forget it? wasn't it, at one point in time, the best thing that ever happened to you? that's what love is, isn't it?

love is so many things. it's those indescribable moments. those times you looked at them, and couldn't see anything else. all those songs you had every bit memorized, and still cry when you hear them.
it's those moments where you could just sit in silence, and it was those memories you held onto before you dreamt at night. it was where those laughing wrinkles come from. it was when you heart broke so hard from what you thought was 'perfect'.
it's the smell of roses. those long phone calls. those letters you both sent back and forth.

love is bigger then the heart is.
when one loves, they love forever. that real love. that true love. the love that one keeps in their pocket, perhaps to once look at every so often, or everyday. every year at one time, or never again. but it's there.

you may hate it now. wish it never had happened, you're hurting so bad. but really now. could you really hate something that you loved at one time?

there is time for laughter, there is time for screams. there is time for sorrow, there is time for dreams. there is time for broken hearts, and time for healing. but there is never not time for love.


i believe. i believe in a thing called love.