Love…it’s truly under rated and if love is love why do you always end up getting hurt?
Before. During. After. It’s just a constant mental battle that forces you to …borderline insane. How much is love really worth?
Is it worth the tears on the pillow? Is it worth never ending headaches? Is it worth being secluded from the world? Is it worth hunger? Is it worth the thoughts of constant evil thoughts running through your head? Is it worth this? All for love?
What one dreams of becoming when they are stuck in a teenage flung. What one dreams of when they are young. Big house. Picket fence. Dog. Kids. It is worth all this and its just love?
Love starts off heavy and intense with strong words from another existance. Words that sound the sweetest but today if you heard it you’d wonder if this is really coming from the meanest.
Love is never ending.
Love can start from the floor and to the highest where the birds soar but all of this can mean nothing if your heart wasn’t like a door.
Opening and closing, allowing what you want in and keeping what you want out.
I say all of this because I want to scream and shout.
I am in love!!!! And I can tell you what love is.
But what it may mean to me could be simply a cup of blossoming tea.
That doesn’t stop me from being in love because my love is not the same as your love.
(This WordPress app on my phone doesn’t let me break up the sentences the way I would like so sorry. Hope you enjoyed)
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