What is love?

So, I started writing something tonight.
I have no clue what it is... Or what it's supposed to be.
It's just a little something that my brain wanted to see written.

I haven't written anything like this before... Suddenly my brain started thinking these thoughts, and for some reason, I had the urge to write it all down. I'm sharing this with all of you, a bit scared to show it to someone I can actually see.

If that makes any sense at all.


Sometimes I feel like I’m missing out.
That I haven’t got a clue what they’re talking about.
They always ask me, when will you find love?

Am I supposed to look for it?
Search for it?
Or do I wait until it stands before me.
Asking me to love him back.

What is love?
Is it an excuse?
Is it a way to get hurt?
Is it overrated?

Or is it the best thing on earth?
Something worth living for?
Waiting for?

How do I know if you’re truly out there or not?
Am I supposed to trust in something I don’t know?
Something I haven’t experienced before?

Is it love?
Is it true?
Is it real?

Sometimes I feel like I don’t have a clue.
Not sure if I’ll ever find what everyone else talks about.

But still, I’m waiting.
Waiting for love.



I would love to know what you think about this. Be honest. It's just a train of thoughts.