One Word

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Love.
One word.
It’s hard to find.
But when you find it
it’s always the best feeling.
Your heart bubbles over
with those leftover feelings
and you feel like floating, soaring past anything.
You feel invincible.
You feel happy.
You feel lust.
You care.
You care so much it hurts.
You cry tears
these tears you’d forgotten to shed.
You laugh.
You laugh at things that aren’t funny.
But you laugh anyway.
You want everyone to feel like this.
It’s better than any feeling.
Because it’s love.
One word.

This poem was written/submitted by Hannah Morris.