Love, so heavy so light
With the wrong ones so dim
With the right one so bright

Love, so dense, so vulnerable, so soft
Told you I loved you and you scoffed
Left me to wonder
Left me to think about you so oft

Love, able to make you coil and thrive
Able to make you feel so dead and so alive
A love that shows you
Every aspect you’ve been deprived

Love, the twisted knife
Tunes on a fractured fife
Tunes you’ll remember and hum in the afterlife
Tunes that will make you feel so strife

Love, the reason I’ve sinned
Belief thinned and thinned
where it was once pinned

Love, the blood I’ve always coughed
A feeling so difficult so rough
The heaviest doff
A hat I wish I could take off

Love,The feeling of despair
The time it takes to find the pair
Is longer than I can ever bear

Love, at the same time a feeling of warmth
The feeling of growth
The happiness that comes with it
and shows you your worth

Love, a feeling of shrinkage and decline
Makes you feel indifferent, a fine line
Makes you feel trapped wrapped in twine
It’s only a matter of time until it declines

Love, someone to think about at every wake
Something you can’t remake
A feeling that breaks
A feeling inside of us that aches

Love, tell me I’m pretty, precious
tell me I’m oh so very rare
Find the little girl in me, she’s still there
Still find grace and radiance in me
Even when I’m done and bare

Love, you tell me I’m crude, mundane
Speaking to me
becomes something you refrain
All my efforts gone and vain
Maybe I was too much to maintain

Love, my sole purpose here
Because without my warmth
I’m a spotless deer
My love is all that steers
Without it I’d be nowhere near

Love, I hold so much in my heart
So much I don’t know where to start
So much I can turn it into art
So much it becomes every broken part

Love, a sacrifice we’re all willing to make
Love holds so many mistakes
Enough to fill the deepest lake
A love that holds no wrong
Is a love that’s fake
For it’s not a love you want to take

Love, so confounding, incomprehensible, puzzling, unclear
Shows you the reason for every tear
Makes you feel content with something so mere

Love, maybe I’m worth the hardship that comes
a person that doesn’t make you feel numb
a person that listens to every soft drum
Even though I’m not perfectly plumb

Love, sometimes so full of fear
But a fear that’s good so keep it near
A complexed sphere, may feel so fair
The cloak of care
The one that you were once given
And now wear