Love is many things
or nothing
Love stinks
Love sucks
Unrequited love
is worst of all
I get confused
If I’m sexually attracted
I fall in love
greedily, needily
If I like someone
I love the company
If I am lonely
I love desperately
There are so many ways
to love
so many ways for love
to end
Which is real
which illusion?
Is love real
or just a myth?
We pretend we know
it feels like it’s so
How can it be real
if it ends?
If it ends
Did it
ever
really exist?
Perhaps
perhaps all I
really want
is
a lover sometimes
a friend sometimes
a companion
sometimes
and that’s all?
Perhaps
perhaps
perhaps
Perhaps I
don’t need
love
at all.
