Love is a flowery field of freshly bloomed sunflowers.
Love is that sweater that you always wear.
Love is that ridiculous hat you have to wear to make your grandparents happy.
Love is a shed tear.
Love is everywhere.
Love is in everyone.
Love is in the air.
Some find it some don’t.
Love is that note you read over and over.
Again and again.
Cover to cover.
Front to back.
Love is that song you never get tired of or that book you always enjoy.
Love is that excitement you feel when you reel in that perfect someone.