Is this love?
This devotion, this willingness, this ache for you. I would travel to the end of the world and back for you.
Is this love?
This never leaving, this staying, this wanting. I would kill a thousand armies for you.
Is this love?
This honesty, this closeness, this touch. I would die for you.
Is this love?
This kiss, this hug, this warm embrace on a cold night. I would do anything to make you happy.
Is this love?
This little fight, this forgiveness, these tears we share. I would sacrifice my soul for you.
Is this love?
This desire, this lust, this need. I would do whatever it takes to make you safe.
Is this love?
This hatred, this jealousy, this pain flaring in my breast every time he touches you. I would give you up, if that was what you wanted.
Is this love?
And every time I look in your eyes, and I see your icy blue shield melt as you say you love me, and I feel the want, the care, the love in your caress, I know.
This is love.
