I know what love is
love is a woman walking down the street whispering no as she nears a figure
love is a woman bending down and removing her shirt to wrap up the wounded and carry him to the nearest house
love is a light being on with a door answered and not slammed in your face
love is in the kindness of strangers that welcome you in to their home and settle you and your wounded down
love is when you go taking their 9 year old daughter miles around a sleeping harbour for nothing but kindness
love is when you leave a well paid job to train as a vetinary nurse on a nightshift because its more rewarding
love is when he knows if it were his own practice he'd do it anyway
love is not leaving
love is not leaving when you know it will hurt
love is when you are not his but you stay with him until your sure he has passed and you are sure it is finished
love is the tear in the eye of a stranger that knew nothing more than what she had curated and created and doing it as many times as the duty was required
love is being disappointed when someone does not do enough
love is a cigarette and a lie to your husband
love is knowning when the truth would be heartbroken to someone and doing what is right and what is best
love is no-noing apologise and being awake at midnight with your child in tow
love is telling someone that they had done their best, a stranger that you were proud of them
love is being brave, to not weep if you had not suffered
love is taking you all the way home
love is come around and knock anytime the lights on
love is come for tea
love is in the kindness of strangers
love leaves you to not want to be alone when you have suffered
love leaves you companionship always
love is not leaving when you know it will hurt
love is not walking away, love is not cowardice, love is compassion, love is more
