Love is wrong!
Love is wrong because it hurts so much.
Grinds the heart ‘til it becomes dust,
Until nothing is left, to be recovered;
Until desperation is all that is left.
Yet love is right!
Love is right because it feels so good.
Makes you feel stronger that what you could,
Beyond the limits of what you should,
And further than what you would.
For love is love - a balanced coin
A gamble of sort, but not a gamble at all.
Where nothing is waiting, love is there
Where there is something, love is here
And when there is everything, love adheres.
For love is relevant when nothing is,
It is emotional yet physical;
The place in between the corporeal and the spiritual.
It is natural yet unnatural;
The first of the reasons of existence.
Yet all philosophy falls short,
When love is the topic of it;
For love can only be ever truly felt - never explained,
For is only something that is truly vain.
But hear me right, this I say,
If you love truly, it will wait.
For true love is like the galaxy itself,
Deep like void - Limitless like the universe.
Never to measured by any unit.
Only felt by one’s true limit.