How can we say we are free?
Hypothetically,
We are all free
Hypothetically I could jump of a bridge on my own accord
I could love you in every word
But is it our decision to jump of that bridge if we have had a rough year
Or day
Is it not that that makes us jump?
And perhaps I'm not free to love you
Perhaps you are not free to love me
How does freedom and love go together
Is it not a cage that restricts us to the compromises of love and life
And still it is utterly beautiful
And everyone falling in love is utterly foolish
But o, the freedom to be foolish
The freedom to love
Whomever you want
So let's be free
And love at the same time
YOU ARE READING
I shattered my own soul
Poetrya bundle of love poems, I suspect there are gonna be a lot of bitter love poems but I'll try to include happy ones and now all your love is wasted, but who the hell was I?~ skinny love
