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I Love You...

Those words are said too easily these days.

Do we really know what they mean?

Kids dating say them after a few weeks.

Girls say them about a crush.

Women say them about a dress.

The words have been trivialized.

They have been made insincere by misuse. 

Love – what is it really?

Sometimes I feel so cold inside,

Like a lost thing wishing someone would just find me.

Sometimes I feel so lost.

The world goes on by without me.

Sometimes I just watch wondering

If I should join in the games people play and other times

I lead the games laughing as others stand in the middle lost.

But then I remember,

I remember the cold times, the lonely times,

And I curl into myself shivering.

How can life...how can I be this cruel? 

When will I ever be loved? Will I ever be worthy of love?

Why...why am I not worthy of love?

Am I so wounded...so far gone?

Do I deserve to be loved?

What is love? 

What does love mean?

I love you...such trivial words...

So easy to say...mean so little...

We throw them around at the drop of a hat.

Why? What do we really mean? Shouldn't we mean them when we say them?

Shouldn't they be important to us? To the people we say them to?

I don't know love...

I know pain.

I know hate.

I know pity.

I know wounds.

I know regret.

I know lust.

I know hurt.

I know anger.

I know denial.

I know loss.

I know all these things...

One day, I hope to be touched by love.

By something...kind...gentle...caring...

Something real. Someone real. Someone who loves me.

-unknown lover©