What is Love?
My heart was recently pried open after many many years…
stifling lonesomeness, a remnant not too far gone. Alone,
amidst a sea of blank faces, that is how I felt. I cannot begin
to make it understood, the enormity of these choked down feelings.
Too much sadness, there is too much sadness in the world.
Choked down sadness, a bright spot in peoples lives, the saddest
of them all. Alone. Is the bright light too bright, too long burning for
anyone to stay, or even to get close to? He cannot know. Not yet,
what is love? Baby, don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me. What is love?
