Love...
What is love?That was the title of the poem I read in school,the poem that got me my first A. What they didn't know was that the poem was a real explanation of the relationship between my parents.The chaos and arguments I witnessed always brought me back to the same question,
What is love? The textbook definition of love is an intense feeling of deep affection.I searched it up when I was 9 years old after being asked to decorate a poster for valentines day.I had always known love was a word,however I had never really acknowledged it as I had never really heard my parents say it to each other.So that exact night my mum had made my dad sleep on the couch downstairs i went into their room and asked my mum the question l "what is love "She looked down at me with tears in her eyes "Love is happiness " For the next few years I observed whether my parents were happy and concluded that that was when they loved eachother. (Not finished)