Love

You say I am everything to you
And I finally believe it
I am willing to give everything I have just to see you smile
I am willing to drop everything and run to you
But are you?
You are.
You tell me nightly how much you deeply care,
And how much I mean to you.
Why didn't I want to believe it?
Was it because I never felt real love?
Was it because I was scared of love?
The commitment, the hopes, the fears..
Love isn't a word that defines a feeling
Love should hurt
It should make you wish you didn't know it
Because without it, you're empty
You have no thought...
No hope..
No fear...
Everything you fear is because of love.
You're scared of losing it,
Losing what you love.
Love isn't just an emotion, a feeling, a word, or an action.
Love is hatred.
Love is fear.
Love is loss.
Love...my love, however,
Is full of fear, loss, and hatred.
Even though it's full of those things,
It is also full of hopes, gains, and greatness.
You showed me that.
You showed me that love isn't just about losing,
It's also about gaining.
Not only should it hurt,
It should be intoxicating.
It's addicting.
When it's gone, you go through a withdraw.
You want to feel that pain..
The hurt, the loss, the sorrow..
But you want the happy moments.
You want the joy, the happiness, the cheerfulness.
That's the love you give.
Even though it is full of bad things,
It is full of greater, more powerful things.