Love is…

Only a fool believes
Love is weakness or strength, exclusively.

​The bane of one’s existence,
Blinded by rays of false security,
Without admitting it dictates strength,
When selfless and honest.

Only a fool believes
Love can only be between lovers.

​To remember a special moment
And occasionally spoil another,
To look back after an argument
And feel the weight of regretted words,
To embrace their faults
And forgive unconditionally,
All say I love you.

In spite of your wrongdoings,
I will continue to love you,
As a friend, sister, daughter, niece, cousin,
And all that come after.

​Because nothing says, I love you
More than honesty – nothing says
I cannot; it is who I am.

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