If I were Love.

If I were love,

I'd be free, I'd be exciting and happy

And be everything from a puppy dog to child with his happy meal toy

Because love is ultimately a feeling of joy and happiness

And a little Labrador and Miniom toys can fix everything. 

If I were love,

I'd know of stories of affairs and scandals

And past and history. 

Sometimes jealousy and lust,

Because love is an experience, some lessons but mostly mistakes. 

Perhaps brighter side is what we crave for,

That's why we look for lessons in our mistakes. 

But if I were love, 

I'd also be butterflies in the stomach

And the "I'll wait for him" throughout everything

I'll be looking for excuses to pass her by

And maybe even sometimes that blush from him saying hi to me.

Because love is many a thing, adulterated isn't one of them. 

If I were love, 

I'd be that first time he held my hand

And she bent for a kiss

Sometimes I could be also when he knew what I meant

Others when he wanted me all to himself.

After all, love is a summer rush we all have felt. 

What if I were love? 

Then I'd be so many future plans and everyday meetings

Unprecedented time spent, and unlimited missing. 

I could be some special night phone schemes,

I could maybe even be Facebook display pictures. 

I mean, what is love if you're not experiencing it. 

If I were love,

I'd be wearing his over grown tshirt and asking for her panties.

And maybe I could also be his aftershave and her favorite perfume. 

Because let's face it, we all love some smell of theirs. 

If I were love, I'd also be the first third base,

And some porn that I couldn't copy but tried anyway. 

If I were love I'd be the first unprotected sex and the first time she almost got pregnant. 

But if I were love, we'd probably not be stupid again and again. And again. Till we figured it out. 

Because that's what I would be. Stupid, learning and experiencing. 

But I know for a fact, that if I were love,

I'd be "I fucking hate your guts"

And "can you please shut up?"

A lot of times "god I need some space".

I occasionally would also become "fuck off"

I mean love has shades you know. I come in varieties. Why discriminate.

And if I actually were love,

Then in the next half an hour I'd be "baby I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" 

And she'd be like "No I'm sorry, you were rightly"

Always I'd end up being the make up kiss, and few times the make up sex. Otherwise I'm just sex.

I mean, who likes shades? Black and white. Always. 

Funnily, If I were love, 

I'd be some favorite couple from some movie

And I'd also be a song that describes the perfect relationship. 

I know I'd know of Zara. Even Men section. 

Or I could be period cycles, tampons and nailpolish brands. 

I could be thing, she needed me to know. 

I think if I were love, 

I'd also be extra effort, worth it feeling. 

A change and betterment too.

Sometimes even crush, build and survive a new person. 

After all, it's the progress that counts. 

If I were love I'd be all of that.

And I'm guaranteeing even more.

If I were love. 

Question is, are you love too?