Is it a feeling? An emotion? An inkling? A notion?

A moment of weakness, a moment of faith, a moment to expose our most sacred place.

A place in our hearts that we locked with a key, that is until you said you loved me.

The truth is that real love is hard, it won’t stay the same. Love is a journey, burdened by change.

It’s not a game, it’s not an emotion, its a decision I make each day with devotion.

An invitation for you to forever share, a promise I make to always be there.

There in your life when you need me most, a promise to always pull you in close.

My hand on your heart, your hand on mine, two souls connected forever in time.

I’ll do my best and try to treat you right but one of these days we’re bound to fight.

Hopefully less than our moments of glee but no matter what, I’ll never flee.

I won’t let you go, I’ve made up my mind, today and tomorrow, you’ll always be mine.

My decision for love is one that won’t fold, and there’s no telling what our future might hold.

Our journey begins on this special day, and no matter what, we will find a way.

There’s no telling what we can do side by side, and that’s where I’ll be till the day that I die.

So what is love? It’s a funny little thing, defined this day with the exchanging of rings.

A reminder each day of this moment in time, a reminder each day that YOU are all mine.

A small symbol for such a big word, and I’m still not sure what I did to deserve, The love I’ve been given, to have and to hold my feelings for you won’t go untold.

Let no one deny that our love is true, and however you say it, my love; is you.