Two sides of love
There is this thing that we call ‘love’
Very strange very odd..
Difficult to understand to get.. to be.. to are..
So many words to express
But still, we aren’t free..
Love is like flying in the sky day and night ,flowing on air,
Well sometimes it isn’t
So is that love too?!
Everything stops
You fall
There on the ground, staring at the sky and
Wondering why? It really feels like hell.
Is that the kind of love everyone talks about?
Is that what love is about? Sadness and pain..
No it isn’t, because while the world keeps on turning
And you think that no one cares..
There is always someone to help you get up again
To start over new
Cause love is the most beautiful thing
To feel, to be, to are, to get in..
With the person you love
All over again..
KD