What is Love?

Is it that funny feeling in your torso after a text or smile?
Is it when a thought of that person brings a secret smile to your face?
Or is it when they tell you what you don't want to hear? when nobody else will?
Because they love you and care too much to watch you destroy yourself?
Is it knowing they will always be there to tell you the blunt truth?
When they open your eyes to things you were oblivious to? things you were blocking out and didn't want to see? things that you needed to see?
Is love honesty and trust?
Is it happiness and peace?
Or is it simply being so comfortable with that person, that you can fight,
you can tell each other what has to be said, what they don't want to hear,
Is it when they are the only person willing to risk their happiness, even safety, to try to get through to you?
To try to help and be there for you? through it all, all of your issues?

I don't know love. That is obvious.
But what I do know, is that it is hard, it is confusing, and it takes committment and effort and patience.
It takes your all.

You like somone, and think they like you back, but wham! they like somebody else, but are confused, which confuses you, and confuses them, and confuses everybody because it is all just confusing confusionistic confusion. Which is why some people are scared of liking people which could turn into loving people and being vulnerable. I am one of those people. I am scared of love, of a lot of irrational things. But I, and others, need to try and see that to be happy, to achieve, you have to take the risks in life. Or you will just be living in a constant stand still. A constant  crossroads.

anyway, big enough ramble for a first blog hey?
cya's xx