Love is extremely difficult to explain,
Because very seldom is it simple or plain.
It is very complex,
And can be destroyed quicker than the quickest reflex.
It can take a long time to build up,
Like using a tiny drop to fill a ten-gallon cup.
But when you’re in that moment, it’s amazing,
And it feels like you’re raising
High into the air
And about nothing else do you care.
But it can also cause a lot of deep pain,
And embed your soul in a deep, deep shame.
You feel like you have died
For you have cried and cried.
But the pain is, if anything, worse,
And you wish they would just take you away in a hearse.
Most people don’t want to get involved,
Because they think they have evolved,
Far beyond the need for comfort.
But through their lives they need to sort.
Because they only way to gain,
The trust of others, is to open yourself up to experience more pain.