What do you know about love?
About the way it has molded you?
Do you know how it created the space inside?
Were you aware of the shapes of its rooms,
Its breathing walls,
Its vastness decorated with memorabilias.
In each space, the same tune plays,
Like a subtle hum.
You carry it in the way you walk and talk,
In the way you look and feel.
You may have forgotten, you may doubt it,
But it is more real than
What you'd be without it.
Only love can make pain precious,
And turn sadness to an homage.
Only love can turn anger to an act of kindness.
Only love can embrace forgiveness.
Only love can make solitude warm,
Only love can shape your form.
I wished I held on to every moment.
Turned this knowing into knowledge.
I should've cherished the kisses,
The warmth in those hugs.
I should've written down the stories,
Before love reminded of loss.
So even though despair may leave us stranded,
Remember that love is a gift already granted.