Love Means

When I fell in love for the very first time I suddenly noticed that colours in nature became more vibrant. I found myself worrying about someone were before people meant nothing to me.

I found myself writing long lyrical letters in my neatest handwriting, and treasuring snapshots no matter how poorly they turned out.

I found myself searching for the right word and for the first time in my life I began to care how I looked.

When I fell in love for the first time I never felt tired, I felt alive and at one with the universe.

Love taught me how to live.