Love

There's not really much I have to say about love. Everyone has their own opinions on what it is and how it should go.

Me?

I'm not sure. I mean, I believe that love is a true thing, when you are willing to sacrifice for a person and care for their wellbeing. I just don't think that it's as wonderful as everyone says. I admit, I've loved (and lost) before. And while my life was changed due to it, I think I would have been better off without it. Because it changed me for the worst. Not in a completely horrible way. I just don't think I could love the way I used to. Because a big part of love is trust. And that...is something that has been crushed by many people around me. I feel like I can't trust anyone with my heart ever again. Some might say I just need to wait or the right person won't scatter it all to the wind, but I say I know myself. And the way I loved - fully, compassionately, and with the best intentions - will never happen again. I can truthfully say I don't have hope for myself ever loving. 

But then again, I will say this. Maybe, one day, someone can show me how to love again. Maybe, one day, I'll be able to trust.

Love
Love isn't patient.
It's restless.
Your hands, body, and soul
Twitch with the
Anticipation of a 
Single touch.
Love is not kind.
It's cruel.
It tears at your
Heartstrings,
Bringing tears to your
Eyes for the 
Longing of it.
So why do people always
Lie about how it really is?
Maybe they don't
Really know love.