Experimenting with trust;
Let’s break this down.
What is it?
Where does it come from?
What makes it what it is?
How can someone say that they love you,
but turn right back around
and tell you it never was,
and never will be so?
True, truth, trust.
What do these words actually mean?
I feel we get lost in these
false representations
of what love really is.
Can you love someone
without utterly loving yourself?
Is sacrificing your emotions,
your behavior,
your own willpower,
your hopes and dreams,
your body,
your soul,
really considered love?
Shouldn’t love be
embracing all of those things
as individuals
together?
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Teacups and Pens
PoesíaA collection of poetry from my mind. Take from it what you will.