Dear Love,
I don’t trust you
All the pain you’ve put me through
Yet, how much in all of that I grew
When I ask, “show me how to love unconditionally”
You show me all that is not love
How I’ve wandered around not feeling enough
You taught me to put myself in another's shoes
See through another’s eyes
And it has me asking why
Why did I cause pain to who I loved the most?
My little self
How I’ve dwelt in blame
Going against the grain
I’ve tied many sins that aren’t mine to my name
I’ve been afraid to be love
Because when you are love
You’ll see all that is not that
You’ll see all that is lack
You’ll see all that is
sep ara tion
It’s your preparation
An invitation saying
Can you still choose love?
Can you stand in who you are as a gust of wind tries to blow you away?
Is it better to be love than to be right?
What does it mean to be love when it feels so out of sight?
Many questions in my mind
It’s funny that I don’t trust love
And it’s funny how in that declaration
Love came to me
And whispered...
"Take the pressure of your shoulders
Love is not moving the boulders of others
But showing them that, no matter what, they still belong
That even when we, as human beings may do wrong
We choose to remember that it is together that we are strong
Different melodies, yet the same song"
Isn’t this love?
Maybe this, I am safe to begin to trust.
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