what is love

We loved and laughed, and cried, and screamed and shared alot of kisses. More kisses then i can count. Then one day it stopped. The kissing, the crying, the laughter and the screames. But the love. The love we feelt for eachother never stopped. We left, turned our backs and walked away. Away from what we had been and towards what we were gonna be. We kissed other people, and we screamed at them, they made us cry and they mad us laugh. But they never made us love. They never made us feel the same kind of love we feelt for eachother.

Years later i met you. We were all grown up. You held her hand and he held mine. We were happy. We thought we were in love. But when we touched eachother that sundaymorning i realized it wasnt real, cause i remembered a feeling i had only feelt with you. And what i was feeling now wasnt that. So it couldnt be love.  

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