I have seen your five hundred shades of fuckedupness,
But I am sure you have five thousand more,
I’d love to seize the opportunity to know,
Not just for the sake of knowing
But for removing anything about you
From my mind that’s obscure;
Believe me, I don’t want to take your burdens,
I have many of my own,
I just want to uncage you
From the bounds of your own mind,
I want to bury the seeds of love,
Water them with care
So that we can reap the eternal love that is sown.
There is a major difference between those who continually use the word love and those who consistently try to make somebody feel loved,
The former ones usually run away just when the times become hard,
And still chant the word love like nobody ever loved like them,
Gladly, I am amongst the latter ones,
Who actually stand the test of love,
Did it ever happen that you did not leave somebody first??
Did it ever happen that you waited??
Did it ever happen that you made somebody worthy of love forever??
Did it ever happen that you made them feel even an equal??
Putting somebody on a padestal for a few days,
Asking for attention verbally and continuously for weeks,
Ignoring the same person for months,
And then stalking and fighting with them for years,
This in any sense is NOT LOVE.