What is Love Anyway?

Love will destroy 

that sense of self

you’re no longer on your own.

Love is selfish

a singular manipulation

making thoughts hard to focus.

Love can be a thief

sneaking in and taking control

making it impossible to breathe.

Love is my dangerous companion

making us do things

we normally wouldn’t.

Love is a dark stranger

slammed and thrown down

against the minutes in hours.

Love and the impossible demands

hijacked and stolen

sick with worry.

Love and it’s sickness

quite honestly

I’d have it no other way.



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