What is it at this point?
What is love?
A question I ask myself every day
I found out the answer
It’s something that’s never here to stay
Those emotions never stay
They never stay to comfort you
They never last long enough to heal you
They just don’t last
It is something that is told
But never shown
If it’s shown, it’s for a reason
A reason that benefits them
People tell you they love you
But do you really feel it?
Or do you just feel used?
I won’t believe it until I see it
And I haven’t
Not yet
Maybe not ever
So what is love?
