Will I ever fall in love?
It seems that is the question I've been asking myself
A lot lately.
I don't know why,
I'm only a kid
With not much to lose
Why do I worry myself with such things?
I wish for something
Something Rare and Sought after.
Why do we always want to things we won't have?
I wonder if I'll ever have someone that will
I don't ever want to be dependant on anything
. . . Then why do I wish for a love that will make me
Weak to my knees?
I don't ever want to not know right from wrong.
. . . Then why do I wish for a love that will throw all
Morals out the window?
Death scares me.
Maybe I want love to become brave.
Maybe I want love to become the best form of me.
-----But wouldn't that change
I don't want to change.
I want to be loved for me.
But doesn't love change you anyway?
. . . then is love a bad thing?
Something so life-altering
Must be a bad thing.
How can I want such a bad thing so much?
Love can hurt.
Love can heal.
Love can lie.
Love can do all, but I'll never know.
Unless I put myself out there.
Why do we have to possibly sacrifice ourselves
To achieve one mere thing?
Is love really that great?
----I know the answer.
Will I ever act on it?
Will I ever have the chance to?----