Love.
The only one word that everyone is either
Afraid of or Yearning for as a feature
This feeling comes once or multiple times
In different forms as it could be
However, I look at the word in terms of feelings and a connection
I find this very difficult as the fears take over me
But... why?
Why? I ask when I find out someone likes me
No ignition fills up with butterflies or fireworks
Just the infatuation when I find someone that is like artwork
The feeling of wanting to be with that infatuated
Is strong than ones I would give a chance
Being Single isn't bad as I work only on me as always
It's just the feeling of Yearn to love that lingers as a maze.
I would give love but is afraid to receive.
Always saying "Oh, I'll let love find me."
It comes from days to months to years.
Being broken once gave me no hope to love again
Seeing others love again,
Gave hints of hope that it's not only one,
I don't search now like before;
I sit back and watch life till the day I actually get to love
Call someone to be mine one day
Hold them and have endless memories
In hopes to not get played as for the one, I pray
Only these memories are implanted into documentaries.
