Depth of Me •••#Wattys2018•••

A Thousand Things about Love

There's a thousand things we know about love,

And a thousand that we still don't,

Some yes's are no's and stay's can be go's,

And sometimes I want means I won't,

There are battles meant to be fought alone,

There are fights destined for two's,

In love, you can only either live or die,

But it's the war we can't ever lose,

There is selfish love - that is only lust,

Or perhaps an infatuation,

But the realest, deepest kind of love

Is a love without conditions,

A love that caresses like a mother's hand,

But protective like a father,

A love that feels like coming home,

But at the same time, does not sequester,

There's a love we give to all the world,

And a love we give to one,

There is love expressed through gilded words,

And another while saying none,

To love someone means to be broken,

And in brokenness, the heart survives,

There is no greater act than loving,

No better reason to be alive,

There are things we wish we had done for love,

And there are things we wish we hadn't,

But we cannot take back what's already been said,

Or do whatever we didn't,

For love works in mysterious ways,

It comes when we least expect it,

While we choose to stay for the wrong kind of love,

We leave the one that is worth it,

Love, my dear, can be outrageously simple

And complicated all at once,

It completes rotation in a single orbit,

But revolves around a hundred suns,

And love is just somewhere caught in the gap between

Holding on and letting go,

There's a thousand things I still don't know about love,

And this poem is all I know

Poet's note: I'm sorry loves if I haven't been able to update for a while. I've taken time to read and read and read because I think I've run out of inspiration and words. I've never been able to write poems lately and I'm just so happy that I ended up writing this one. This serves as my peace offering of some kind, so please just bear with it. So, this poem is my entry for a poetry competition and I gravely hope that it would make it to top 3. Wish me luck, guys and thank you because you're still reading my poems even the ones from my first work, Paper & Ink. Love lots. xx