Love

Lonely word that causes joy and pain and has the weight of the world upon its shoulders .

Only when we love ourselves will we be ready to find true love
Are we born loving ourselves ?
In which case we are just pulling down the brambles that have grown around us to find our way back to self.

Vows made between lovers
To be torn by  
or kept sacred
Only time will tell.

Everlasting renewal
Of feelings that we thought would stay hidden but in reality only sit just below the surface.

This is love
Love is this and so much more