"Was it love when you kissed me, whispers in my ear,
'I love you'?
Was it real when you said I was your oxygen, your heart's cheer?
Without me, you wouldn't survive, or so you'd claim,
And on those long, beautiful walks, I felt like I was flying, with you by my side, my heart's flame.

Was it love when we'd stay up late, hands entwined, gazing at the stars?
Was it real when you spoke the truth, even if it meant scars?
Though we're apart, I still feel your warmth, your gentle breeze,
I'll forever cherish our memories, our love's sweet ease.

I ask again, was it love?
Smiles, I still hope that someday we'll reunite,
Maybe not in this lifetime, but it's worth the fight,
My dearest, my forever love, shining bright."