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?

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