and I never know what to say.
Love can mean so many different things,
and it may change from day to day.
You might think you love someone,
and then you realize you were wrong.
It has happened to me before,
but now I know where I belong.
but really, there is no definition.
Love is all feeling, happiness, smiles, tears, beauty,
and rhythm, performed by two musicians.
Love is unanswered.
I will never know why I feel the way I do for him.
But what I do know is that its love. It can be cold, romantic, and beautiful,
exactly like a late night swim.
I love my musician man and me,
together we are two peas in a pod,
and after our symphony,
we shall receive an applaud.
~ Bridget Kidd
~ Bridget Kidd

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