Everyone thinks their love is special
But what makes love special?
Isn’t love special in itself?
So how can one say their love is special?
Such a strange word
No one really knows what it is or means
Yet, everyone yearns for it
But aren’t the things we want most unattainable
Can one really be in love?
Is anyone actually happy?
Doesn’t your past keep you chained, so you’re never really free?
love is unattainable, unless with the right person
Happiness comes with contentment
Freedom happens once the truth sets you free
So you may attain these things,
Only if you believe you have
No one can tell you otherwise
You, yourself have to make the decision
People say beauty is in the eye of the beholder
If your love is special
Then so be it
Because only you can decide
If it is true love at all