Love

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What is love?

Is it even real?

How am I supposed to believe in something

I can't even feel?


My heart craves

what my mind hides.

The man of my dreams

lost somewhere deep inside.


How can my heart

break in two

if I haven't

even met you?


Should I wait?

Will you waltz into my life?

What do I need to do

to become your wife?


When will you pull off the curtain

for the final reveal?

I'll be here waiting

in my blood-red heels.


Come find me.

I don't want to be alone.

Please don't leave me here,

when I know you're near.


Why do you hide

when we're meant to be side by side?


Maybe love isn't real,

And that's why my heart won't ever heal.

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