A blue moon ago, I was asked,
“What does it mean to love?”
Well, I think I have an attempt to an answer.
To love someone is to have someone else love you when you hate yourself.
Understand the difference in each other, build a bridge to comprehend perspectives.
Ground yourself, reteach you how to fly, and watch you soar.
Compromise, communicate, reciprocate, appreciate.
Growth in each other and for yourself.
Encourages success, accepts failed attempts, respects your will to try.
Creates supportive pillars, draws boundaries.
And most importantly, they are the first ones to be at your shows, and the last one to leave with you.