What is love? To hold a hand when no one else will.
To reach out when all has been ignored, to bend to ways long forgotten or to change someone for worse.
To live with all the broken promises, to let the lies be believed. To forget about your misinterpretations, to kneel in front and offer peace.
To let be and not ask questions of the future, to analyse all actions gone, to breathe in new opportunities, let the passion die and move on.
To hold and care when all is broken, to give time and space to change the way. To sing and dance and smile and cuddle or stand back and give grace.
It will never always be the same and old passions twist the mind. But at one moment it is exciting, and love will always be blind.