Love You Not by Anonymous
- 5 days ago
- 1 min read
"I love you.”
Spoken over and over again
Till the words feel thin
What is love?
A question I’ve deemed impossible
What is love?
Maybe it’s the warm feeling I get when I see him in the hallway Heart racing, hands shaking
Maybe it’s the quiet, familiar feeling with my parents
Maybe it’s the soul wrenching feeling when they leave
Maybe it’s a craving that doesn’t stop
Like primal hunger
Maybe it’s a knife, dangling above your heart
Waiting for the slightest movement
Or maybe it’s nothing
Nothing at all.
Perhaps it’s the hollow feeling I have when I say those words
“I love you.”
Do I really?
What is love?
Is love supposed to make you scared?
To make your voice shake and your mind spin?
In a good way or in a bad way?
What if it’s both?
What if it’s only bad?
“I love you.”
Repeated every day like a broken record
Words spoken out of memorization
Is love reaching out for a hug?
Is it being embraced by a stranger?
Weird, awkward, unsettling, scary
Is it still love then?
What if I love and hate them?
What then?
What does that even feel like?
Have I ever really felt love?
What is love?