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.