Love is not a contest
It's unlike any congress
In which both parties throw in their two cents
To dismiss a common nuisance
Of who loves who more or even less
Love should be of equal parties
A bond so resilient, bright, and hearty
One body halved and separated
Leaving two figures devastated
Until they find each other's heartbeats
Love should never be about triumphing
It's about two souls intertwining
It's about sharing each others toils
In hopes to knot their mortal coils
And to be blessed by fate and timing
In short, love is too sacred and fragile a view
To argue about who loves who more: me or you.
Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 5:27 PM UTC
Love is not a contest
It's unlike any congress
In which both parties throw in their two cents
To dismiss a common nuisance
Of who loves who more or even less
Love should be of equal parties
A bond so resilient, bright, and hearty
One body halved and separated
Leaving two figures devastated
Until they find each other's heartbeats
Love should never be about triumphing
It's about two souls intertwining
It's about sharing each others toils
In hopes to knot their mortal coils
And to be blessed by fate and timing
In short, love is too sacred and fragile a view
To argue about who loves who more: me or you.
In response to the common battle shared between two lovers.
"I love you."
"I love you more."
Don't get me wrong, it's cute to impishly rebut one another about who loves who more, but in the end, it's about being equal.
