Real love

It’s the love you don’t ask for.
The treasure that means more.
The simple first kiss.
It’s how one is missed 
The love that you search for.
You feel it in your gore.
Not going away.
But you know what to say.
The realist of real.
And you know the deal.
The question is why.
Because you’re never shy.
The love that you fight for.
The one that becomes more.
A chance in the wind.
Then marry your best friend.