if love was to be like oxygen, lifting us where we belong
then what happens when you're faced with a statement
I'VE NEVER BEEN IN LOVE
can I ask or say that it be possible to be dating but not to be in love
it all seem ultimately surreal
flatly and shallowly said that looks matter...
hearing the force of a tsunami
emotions can be like a tsunami
sweeping you from sanity, leaving you lying down on the ground
like a flower with its colour taken away and turn gray
be it a person with a broken spirit.
whisper to me dear wind the secrets you speak of love
that human sometimes miss and have to learn from nature
learn of your consistency, the seeding, the growing
your perseverance through cruel winter then spring your beauty at spring no matter what
you bring a flower at one point in time
love is like that and for us to learn
or be nothing like weed just taking, no perseverance, no effort to seed or persevere
and said that the emotion ran out
that ain't love
its infatuation
huge difference
