what is love? people often ask some answer happiness when with someone some answer missing someone waiting each waking hour for even just a glance waiting and hoping for that small chance does it mean bells and songs in the air whenever she's around? perhaps that is the answer, the answer to be found but true love isn't all that, not for me that is true love waits in patience even though spurned never knowing hate or anger never getting burned never wavering... not one bit always waiting for a lover's kiss patiently i wait for it to grow until i could tell you "i told you so" that there will come a time you'd fall for me then when that day comes when are hearts are free perhaps then you'll see that you and i were meant to be...