What is love?


makes you happy
and depressed at the same time.
It makes you wanna scream to express yourself,
even if you know you cant.
You’ve gotta keep denying it.
It makes you wanna dance with her,
run outside the city lights with her,
away from all those that don’t understand.
Just to be with her.
Be with her in front of everyone,
be with her without giving a damn about what other people may think.
What if a friend of yours sees you?
What is he gonna think?
Just wanna be the two of you.
So that you can hug her and kiss her and tell her how much you love her.
In peace.
That’s love.

~Written by Nina Grigoroudi~
Based on my personal experience with a love of mine, that has remained a secret.


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