My life has been this epic journey of searching for love
Love that changed with time from familial, to friendship, to romance, to anything.
Never have I found it over pouring
I am hesitant to say I have found something because I always get proven wrong
Someone who truly loves me
It always seems to come with strings attached
I always find myself caught in them
Do I even believe in the love I am searching for?
I have become accustomed to living my life loved by creatures who I do not fully know how to communicate with
Wondering if that’s all I’ve been allowed yet not wanting to disappreciate the love I have
Sometimes I’m so sure I should only be allowed what I have
I don’t understand these humans with their strings
If you’re here I love you
No object permanence
I struggle to remember anything not in my view
But I do love you
Whomever
Whenever, wherever
What ever
So afraid my mind is slowly leaving me behind
Will I ever see the love I seek?
Leave a comment