What?

Art : BED AGAIN…

By Sakuan.

What is love? I want it. I want to feel what other people feel, I want to look forward to being with someone, I want to be there for someone, and I want someone to be there for me, is that too much to ask? What is fear? I am always in fear, I always want to become someone special, why do I want this? Is this my ego talking, do I want this, is this a thing, why are we here, why are we here I ask, why am I still talking to you? I exist in this world, a world with lots to offer and yet here I am a nobody. Please, if there is a God, please show me the way to love, I don’t feel it, I am ashamed to speak up, I see people holding hands in the street and I wonder, is that love? I see people get married and I wonder if that is love, I see people kiss and I wonder if that is love, I see people laugh together and I wonder if that is love, I see people talk and I wonder if that is love, I see parents take their children and I wonder if that is love, I hear people tell each other they love each other and I wonder if that is love, I see people cry over their loved ones and I wonder if that is love, I see people lie out of “necessity” and I wonder if that is love, I see people protect those close to them and I wonder if that is love, I see people see people and I wonder what that is, is it love?

Do I love because I say I love? Do I show love by what I practice? What if that is all a facade? Does it matter anymore?

By Nu Nazareth.