Love… It’s not an easy term.
One can’t just live off of it as an emotion.
Emotions are immediate gratification, empty in the longterm.
Love… It’s sometimes hard to digest.
The lengths and endless possible things we would do.
How extensive we freely give to the ones we love,
Without knowing that it’s the small moments that we give,
From the little time that we have in a busy modern world,
That is love - making time from no time,
But sometimes, the people we love and give to…
May never appreciate how much we have given for those little seconds,
That seem to never be enough.
Maybe I am unlovable.
Maybe it will never be the right time.
There’s never enough time.
It’s an empty river of time.