Meaning of Love?

They say attraction, liking, and love are all the same,

But if you look much closer, you'll see they're not the game.

Attraction is a shooting star that flashes through the night,

A spark that steals your wandering gaze with its brief and brilliant light.

Liking is a favorite song you happily replay,

Until another melody comes softly on its way.

But love is like an old oak tree that stands through storm and rain,

Growing stronger through the seasons, through the sunshine and the pain.

Attraction sees the surface,

Liking loves the view,

But love looks past imperfections

And stays forever true.

Attraction comes in moments,

Liking comes with ease,

But love remains when winter blows

And strips away the leaves.

The world may see a thousand souls

And say they're all the same,

But love will find one beating heart

And memorize its name.

For attraction seeks excitement,

And liking seeks delight,

But love becomes a steady flame

That never leaves the night.

So do not call it love

Just because your heart can race,

For love is not the fastest spark,

It's the one that keeps its place.

Author: Hasnain Abbasi