i used to write about love
yet—
never this painful
never this emotional
never with this deeper meaning
i used to write about love
though—
never as factual
never as concrete
with this i am sure
i used to write about love
but—
not this; never in this state
not this heartfelt
not this time, i know
i used to write about love
now—
with basis
with common knowledge
with experience
i used to write about love
and—
they used to be words
all hollow; like how my mind used to be
but now it contains with those promises you've given me