365 Days · Poetry

41 – You’ll Know It When You Feel It

I think love feels like
Being free to be who you are
Even if who you are
Isn’t always who
You want to be

I think love feels like
Home sweet home
The smell of Christmas
And the taste of victory

I think love feels like
Being in the right place
For the right time
Like a celestial connection
That was planned
All along

I think love feels like
Being able to play an instrument
With your fingers
Dancing across the strings
Singing like it’s the only thing
You know how to do
With the melody
Washing through you
Gripping your guts
With lyrics that you would swear
Were written solely for you

I think love feels like
Not knowing when
To shut up
Or suck up
Or what to say
Or what to call it
Its like…
You’ll know it when
You feel it

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