Webster Doesn't Know Shit About Love

you can copy and paste the definition of love into a blank page
but it still doesn't fill the emptiness.
all there will be is words
that don't mean anything.

Love (verb): To love. To feel completely devoted and attached to something/someone. To know that nothing else in the world will ever compare or matter as much. To KNOW.
Making Love (verb): Fucking with emotion. An act of pouring your soul into another. To reveal all of yourself, every fucked up detail of your persona to your partner.
Falling in Love (verb): the act of being completely smitten with another person to the point of ignoring all of their flaws. To fall in love is to reach a state of psychosis that will eventually fade and you will see each other as you really are. damaged.

Love (noun): An intangible "feeling" that is impossible to know unless... you know.
"if you were in love, you'd know it"

Historically:
Love is something that our world fights for, and fights over. We so badly need someone to love us that we do things for attention, make rash and rushed decisions. we burn bridges and lose friendships to keep love alive. we tell people that only some are capable or deserving of love. We set guidelines on love and we break rules for love.

Medically:
Love blinds us. We become so enthralled in the idea of love that if we don't have it, we spiral into states of depression and think ourselves "not good enough" for anyone to love us. Heartbreak: when a person "so in love" is let down by their partner. The pain they feel they connect with the heart which they connect with love. When a couple breaks up, their brains and bodies go through a state of detox. they must cleanse themselves of the memory of the comfort of that other person. Little things will trigger memories; scents, songs. eventually the brain and body heals, just like coming down from a drug addiction, although, there will always be cravings for love.

inspired

He shakes.
She is scared but he pushes the hair from her face
and erases the fear.
He shakes.
He laughs when he is nervous. she isn't nervous
with him.
The comfort that comes with the years they've shared
is equally matched
with the anxious desire to connect on another level.
He already impresses her
without needing to try.
"What i love is that i can be honest
and i know you are being honest back.
"We can call this our park.
And whenever we are scared or lonely or vulnerable
this is where we will find each other
to escape.
"And we can hold our breath for a minute
and feel our hearts beat faster-"
She kisses him mid-sentence,
rude interruption.
The butterflies rise
to coat her throat
and they melt into one another.
Passion flows through parted lips.
They try to read each other's thoughts
in silence
to know which move to make next.
He may not know what he is saying
but he always says the right thing
And she fell in love
with his words
like she fell in love
with his soft eyes
and his honest smile.
And how he analyzes everything
and his ability to love deeply.
and how he laughs when he is nervous,
even though she is never nervous with him.