Poetry

Abstract sense of Love

They say love heals all wounds,

They all say “if only I had you”,

but for me, I am not sure if that is even true.

 

Afraid the very thing that is suppose to make me whole, bring meaning to my life, the very foundation of our existence, may just be my biggest trigger.

I don’t talk very often about my anxious thoughts or lack of hope thereof in order to aspire joy to those around me.

Afraid to trigger a sense of hopelessness in those I care so dear about, one has to be selfless in their actions, take a stab where it hurts the most, hide bleeding wounds and instill peace.

To what extent can love cure all ill feelings, to what extent can love heal all wounds, to what extent can we survive without its existence.

 

Love, an intense feeling of deep affection

Love, an act of caring and giving to someone else…having someone’s best interest and well-being as a priority in your life

Love, natures way of letting you know that even when you’re happy, you can still feel extreme pain

Love, the hope I hold, knowing I will be okay no matter what…

 

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