poems by nick

love's strange

love is strange 

isn't it?

do you chase it?

does it come to you?

do i even deserve love,

to be loved,

to love somebody,

do i deserve it?

can I love somebody,

full enough,

well enough,

just enough, 

for them to have a purpose?

does love give me a purpose?

what is my purpose?

now I sit in silence,

and think,

love's strange.