real love, baby

if you ever asked me about love, it would end in telling you about fear.

yes, i am afraid of love.

i am afraid that i am not enough.

i yearn to have the love i give out.

but as soon as it is within my reach,

i curl myself in and i shut away into my shell like a snail.

is this really love then?

if you truly loved me & i knew it,

would i feel like this?

i think if it was real love i would be okay.

love is so blissful & raw, it is so beautiful.

there is nothing as eccentric as real love.

love is not tangible,

but i can feel the thickness of it coursing through me as if it were so.

but now my blood runs thin.

i will love someone again some day,

the same way i loved you.

and some day,

maybe,

hopefully,

some day,

someone will love me too,

and i can finally face my fear.

Reviews

[Shimmy]

Love is always around. we are too afraid to accept and recognize it. First step of recognizing love is self acceptance. A beautiful raw and hopeful reflection on the power of love and resilience.

[Starr]

We can't always be reliable on love though. Love hurts a lot. People make it all so glamours and makes you look like a fairy tale, but in reality it isn't like that at all. Love is sweet and emotional all in one. You will have good days and bad days. Love can be wonderful too, don't get me wrong. Wonderful write....