Love is the way my dad felt when he told me to go follow my heart… instead of helping him on his last days on this earth….
Scared is the way I felt when I realized he was gone….
Love is the way she felt when she took me in out of the rain….
Relief is the way I felt when it was warm….
Desire is what I felt when she first kissed me…
Suffocated is the way I felt when we first fucked…
Crying is what I did the moment after….
Heart broken is the way I felt when she left me…..
Happy is the way I felt when I first met her…..
Warm is what I felt when she smiled first thing next morning….
Love is the way I feel every time I look at her….
Relieved is the way I felt when she told me she loved me….
Insane is the way I felt when she kissed me…..
Hungry is the way I felt…. Every moment she isn’t around me….
Anger is the way I felt… when she asked my sister to leave….
Rage is the way I felt…. every day after…
Lost is the way she felt… every day she begged me to stop being angry….
Scared is the way she felt… when I would yell….
Love is the way I felt… when I realized who I was… caused her pain….
Love is the way I feel when I look at her…
Love is the way I felt when I helped her find a place….
Love is the way I felt when she said good bye….
Love is the way she stays in my heart…..
Pain is the way I feel… every morning I wake without….
Regret is the way I feel…. thinking I let my dad down….
Scared… is the way I feel when I realize I lost her….
Lost is the way I feel without her smile….
I’m pretty sure… love is the way. Definitely.