If my love was personified as my hustle I’d take you into my heart and never let you go. I’d cling tight onto you and no matter how hard you fought I wouldn’t let go I’d let you know You. Are. mine No one elses Your home is hear Listen to the beat reverberating through my chest Cavity Rotting me from the inside You’d make me blind Like an error my mind I wouldn’t understand how you infiltrated my veins I’d kiss you like you were my forever Love you in pure desperation Because my present without you is bleak At best I know that if I blink the moment could pass A risk I can’t take Won’t Never Losing wouldn’t be an option You would be my dream you the very earth that I walk on The pillow I lay down on I’d lay down What ever I would have to To make you my reality I would blindly dive into the opportunity to make my dreams come true THEY wouldn’t deter me I don’t need their approval permission opinion Not to love you Because the core of me would want you And the lack of THEM understanding my vision Means that I’m about to make history If my love was my hustle We’d never end You would be my dreams And without you I would be nothing
What if it were socially acceptable to love someone with the same intensity that we pursue our dreams?