I guess love is watching someone grow old, or watching someone fall out of love with you, or watching glimpses of your own personality being acted out by someone else.
I guess love is a moment.
I guess love is energy, & since energy never dies, I guess love is all around us.
In the sky,
in the wind,
looking for a place to rest it’s weary head.
I guess love doesn’t guess. Love, my love, you just know.