Probably, the best thing that can happen to a person's life is to perform an act of love.
To give love, to be loved.
Everyone loves the experience
On how it gives a boost for every life to continue
I experienced being loved, as well as to love
But it doesn't turn out perfectly
Giving love unconditionally
And yet, ending up being messed up
Love is such a mistake
It keeps me unfocused
It keeps me doing stupid things
It forces me to go out of my comfort zone
Once, someone asked me
Do I regret loving?
It did make me think of different thoughts.
"Why do I love?" "What is love for?"
But then, there was a time I heard something from a discussion
How would you measure love?
Little do I know, the sure thing is that
The measure of love is loving without measure
I'm afraid to fall in love, to love
I'm afraid that I might get hurt or someone
But reflecting on what love means
It is all part of loving
