What's Love?

Ever wondered what the most purest, unfiltered form of love looks like?

It's not in the perfection or the easy moments of life,

Instead someone loving you when you're still searching for the meaning of your life.

It's when your hands are trembling, with dreams, torn and sacrificed.

When you don't trust yourself anymore,

When even breathing feels like a burdened chore.

It's when

someone sees the cracks, the scars and the chaos inside you

and chooses to love you all through.

It's when

Despite watching your flaws, someone reaches your depths

Carries the love which you can't carry for yourself.

And believes in the parts of you which long ago, lost their strength.

How beautiful is that?

To be loved not for who you've been,

not for who you'll become-

but the trembling, uncertain, person

That, perhaps, is love in its purest haven.