And The Word They Used Was Wrong

It’s still water, it just tastes better. Feels better. It makes you feel satisfied. But it’s enhanced. Sometimes with addictive crap; other times, just with crap. But it’s water. It’s what’s around us. In us. Controls the air we breathe. It’s everything.

It’s still love, it just feels better. Tastes better. It makes you feel satisfied. But it’s enhanced. Sometimes with addictive crap; other times, just with crap. But it’s love. It’s what’s around us. In us. Controls the air we breathe. And it’s everything.

You make me fall hard. Because like a changed glass of water, you let me satisfy not just you, but other people too.

You make me scared. Because you’ve changed me, you let me see the me I am.

You set me free.

You set me free by joining my heart into the path which we have created.

You hurt me. Because that’s what love does. It drives you crazy. Drives me to you.

And yet I’m just water. And you’re just the love.

Let me float to you. Because this is yours.

Yours to love. To miss. To hold.

And yet yours so fragile, that with one wrong word I’ll still think it’s my fault.

They broke me. They tried to show me that I could never love again. But they’re wrong. Because I have you.

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