A Perfect Kind of Love
When I was with her,
I felt like I had to compete
For her attention, affection, adore.
When I was with her
I never felt enough.
I gave her everything,
But, everything she gave me was a bluff.
The laughs, the love
Was any of it real?
To me yes, but to her no one knows.
I found that i could no longer deal
The feelings of worthlessness and worry
I needed time to heal.
With her I was done,
Cut from me like a cancerous tumor.
It was as though I was free,
Again.
Love is not cancer.
Love is a bird.
Taking you to glorious heights,
A symphony of sounds like you've never heard.
Love is an ionic bond.
Two completely different;
A positive and a negative,
Forming something magical with a wave of a wand.
Love is compassion
Each partner taking turns.
A doctor and a sick patient
One hurt leaving the other concerned
Love is equal
No one giving more
A scale to be balanced
Steady at its core
Love is honest
Raw, and vulnerable
Where trust is at the test
Sacred and true
Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is funny
Love is perfect