Love.

Love, love.

Everyone screaming love.

I say it's a strong word.

No meaning no more in this world.

Unique how it takes different forms.

Break you, fix you, waste you

Depress you, heal you, control you

All this for what, love?

Is it worth it? Does it afford it?

All this worry and anxiety.

All this thinking, being weary.

All this stress but for what?

Love?

Is someone worth it?

Is someone leaving and the other crying.

Torn my walls but you aint staying.

When did I get attached? I asked.

But you ain't around to answer

But it pains but even in your silence

There's solace in your solemnity .

Comfort in your presence, all for

Love, love, love?