The definition of love
Someone asked me:
‘”What is love
To you?”
To me?
He said there isn’t
a wrong answer, but
my response was that
the definition of love
is one and can’t be altered
by opinion,
the uprising of failed relationships
are drowned
by the current of emotions covering
the un-altering truth,
the ground,
the root,
the stable source
to stand on
because
the truth is one and
someone may say that
Love to them is a physical bond with
a beautiful being when that’s
lust coated in the sweet
granules of sugar
so, to answer the question,
love is platonic
it’s living with all their versions
and diversions
from the path you found them on,
it’s not merely surviving
their slight embodiment
of your insecurities but embracing them
like a mother with her newborn
as you make me see the novelty
and beauty, you do and I’m
I’m thinking of you as I write this
because
ever since you left my path,
I’ve never been more in love with you.
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Notes:
These days, It appears that more people are given the opportunity of shaping their own meanings to things that are unalterable. We live in a post-truth world and I’m not here for it. I actually have a line that I wrote but didn’t really fit in the poem, and it was ‘ You laugh when one says that math is art, but maybe you can’t see the beauty in the truth’. I’m bad at math but I still think its beautiful because it’s the bottom of existence and no one can argue with it. I just feel that the more society bends the truth with opinion, the more corrupt it will get with love, relationships and all. Anyway enough ranting lol, thanks for reading and have a beautiful day.
