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What is love?

The sexual thrill that get us attached?

Is it the actual first sight experiences that make us feel like we are matched?

The fears of losing one another?

Or the tears we shed that bring us closer to each other?

We go great lengths to prove our loyalty to strangers,

who possibly go great lengths to prove their loyalty to other strangers.

We go on searching for heart captors despite all the dangers.

When it’s all said and done, we dwell in agonies

Our lives ruled by sorrow and calamities

We get suicidal overwhelmed by all sorts of anxieties

Like we were never warned about love and all its brutalities

Making absurd feelings our first priorities

Feelings that chain us to insecurities.

We fall in love and all of a sudden we put up with any type of bullshit

Complying with death and digging our own six feet deep pit.

Now tell me really, what the fuck is love?

 

 


Submitted: April 27, 2020

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