All love and no hate.

Juzarh

Leiya

“Loved him?” I repeated silently.

Did I love him? I wanted to feel his fingers in my skin all the time, but was that love? I couldn't wait to hear his voice the moment the sun walked into the sky, but was that love? My cheeks and jaw would hurt from smiling too much whenever he did the littlest things, and I wouldn't stop smiling, but was that love? I wanted to be near him, smell him, his scent was like a signal to my brain that I was safe, but was that love? Whenever he kissed me, it felt like the world had stopped and it was just that moment, the moment where our lips were touching, that was the only moment in existence, but was that love? I could look at his face, become all the expressions it could give, and still be excited each time I watched it, but was that love?

“I don't know what it was, Lyle.”

I mumbled, looking down at my fingers. I didn't know what love was. I had never asked my mother how she felt about my father and how she knew it w