When learning a new language you learn new things,

New culture,

New way of life,

New outlook for the future

When exploring love you learn new feelings,

Do things you never would’ve done otherwise,

Learn the fear of falling,

Once you’ve done that,

You can do anything.

I love love.

It causes you to do the unpredictable,

Speak the unspoken,

Feel what you feared.

You would do anything for them,

That person only.

Love is beautiful.

Language is beautiful.

The language of love is breathtaking.

Even though I’m young,

I can still love.

I love and that is most important.

I write this because I’m unhappy,

Unhappy things aren’t the same anymore,

Disappointed you let me down.

But somehow I’m the happiest person too.

I love because I can,

Because they don’t know the words we’ve shared,

But one can only love quietly for so long.

The unspoken bubbles up through the longing of the heart.

Love endlessly.

Love to times indefinite.

I plan to love until I can no longer utter the words,

“I love you,” I hope that is as long as I live.

We come and go,

But we’ll always be here,

You and I.

Sitting on that old swing feeling like a child again,

But not everything lasts.

Memories fade but not yours.

Languages fade,

But not ours.

The language of love for me is you.

I love you and only you.