Instead of Throwing Heads

The most common thing in this world is love. Loss of love, search for love, flourishing love, love you missed out on, love that's suffocating, unrequited love. There are so many adjectives you can use to describe what type of love you're currently experiencing.

So then, what is this love?
Do you remember, so long ago, when I simply wanted to know what this was? Or I'm sorry, is.

This is the strongest emotion I've ever felt.
This is missing you when you've only been gone an hour.
This is fear and anxiety.
This is hope and anticipation.
This is my weakness.
This is my greatest strength.
This is why my pen can't stop.
This is why I can't come up with the right words to say.
This is what it means to be in love.

And though it may seem like a constant contradiction, fearing the future yet longing for it, there's nothing stopping us. So we'll go through our days, we'll have our ups and downs. Faces will pass in and out of our lives.

But no matter how many people pass us by, my hand will always stay intertwined with yours.