Love.

I said I was going to do five yesterday, but then realised I don’t have it in me to write five in one go. Instead, I’ll write two today.

#5: Rant about love.


What is love but an illusion of the mind, an illusion of society?
Its only reason for existing is to delude us into faith
while the world around us crumbles into nothingness.

What is love but meaningless happiness?
Its only purpose is to bind us together
Even if it drags us down to Hell.

What is love but an impossible challenge?
Forcing us to always hope for a rarity
And always disappointing us in the end?

What is love but a spice of life?
Unneeded but
Flavourless without.

What is love
But without it
No one is alive.

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I love you

Three words,
a statement so hollow,
yet it contains my very soul.

I wish to say how much I care,
but I cannot say,
I must do.
I must cut out my heart and give it to you.

I wish to say how important you are,
but you are,
and no words
can carry such weight.

I wish to say how much I think about you,
but when I do,
I’m speechless,
because my thoughts are full of only you.

I wish to say how much I know you,
but if I tell you,
tears will flow from my eyes
and they will never seem to stop.

I love you.
Three words,
a statement so hollow,
yet it contains my very heart.