I know love (Poem)

I don’t think love exists
I mean, well, at least the fairytale kind
I know love loves purple wispy clouds
I know love doesn’t own a vase, so she puts flowers in a pitcher
I know love doesn’t feel like butterflies
I know love hurts when I do
I know love has soft eyes and callused hands
I know love hates the scent of bleach, but cleans so much, it lingers on her skin
I know love could drink 1000 strawberry banana smoothies
I know love eats potatoes for every meal and OJ every morning (not necessarily in that order)
I know love hates blueberries unless they are baked into something
I know love likes the color blue, but her favorite is green
I know love doesn’t let herself feel as much as it should
I know love doesn’t like the color green because it reminds her of love that she’s lost
I know love makes time every night at 7:43 to go watch the sunset
I know love can’t stomach the thought of someone staying
I know love convinced himself that everyone is gonna leave
I know love doesn’t voice his opinions because “he just doesn’t feel that strongly about it.”
I know love makes promises he can’t keep
I know love hates himself for that
I know love drives a 2004 Honda Odyssey, he should get rid of it
I know love doesn’t succeed at a lot of things, but she tries
I know love convinces me that I am enough
I know love writes handwritten notes, so people think she's more sincere
I know love has kept every note he’s ever been given
I know love hates shorts cause she feels uncomfortable in her own skin
I know love smokes weed when he feels like he isn’t lovable
I know love tears herself apart looking for the piece he left behind
I know love drinks sweet tea and eats mints like he’s never brushed his teeth before
I know love sticks around, even when he swears he’s gotta go
I know love doesn’t always feel brand new
I know love isn’t a fairytale, but maybe love is me, maybe love is you