I love you but I’m not in love with you, I really do not have to be in love with you to love you.
Tomorrow, I could be in love with you but not love you.
Today, I love you & I’m in love with you.
Does not make sense right? but does it have to make sense?
I worry about falling “in love” because of the immeasurable pain of heartbreak.
I worry that I may not find love when I m old & grey.
I worry that about not having the capacity to love anybody anymore.
I worry about facing my former lovers, the ones I truly loved.
I gave love, I forsake love & sometimes I broke love.
Love gave me, “saved” me, sealed me, unraveled me
Love tore me “into” pieces & made me “whole”
I should be scared of love but surprisingly I still crave love.
I doubt if the love I crave even exists.
Love for me & for you the one I will love till the end of time.