If I was asked to paint love, I would pick up my paint brush and rub it in red paint because love is red. The first brush stroke will be hard against the canvas cause my heart beat so fast when I first saw in love. I’d just keep hitting my brush on the canvas in a rhythmic manner. Next, I will begin to swipe my brush against the canvas carefully and softly just like how I feel when your arms are around me. I will dip my paintbrush in green cause the first gift you gave me was your green sweater. To complete my painting, I will pick up my paintbrush and break it in half cause I’d rather paint love with the words of my lips than with my hands.