Poetry by Michael Bechayda

Love?

Not a thing you can buy

Nor a thing you can pretend

Don't know you been hit

Feels normal but weird

The sound of their voice

Drives you to live another day

To face the lonely days ahead

The person's face is the most exciting thing to see

Longing for their touch

The sweetness of their lips

The scent of their hair

And the hug you want to have

The days pass by that you learned so much

Everything seems like a distant past

Trying to find their flaws but failed

Is this love? maybe in it's own unique way