Love is...(Not)

Because I love you, give me your phone, give up your plans,

leave your friends, your dreams, and your hopes at the door.

Because I love you, construct a prison for yourself,

give up your freedom, and live for me.

"Because I love you" is not love. It is a contract,

Forced servitude with no escape, promising only a downward spiral,

A guarantee of false-promises, sugar-coated candy words veiling arsenic threats.

Love is a bird, feeble and flighty, able to spook with ease,

Yet on thin boned wings, it may alight,

Reaching heights once thought impossible.

Love is not a cage,

built of gilded thorns and sickly sweet poison,

A foundation of lies with despair at its center.

Love is a house,

Built brick by brick by two sets of hands,

Lovingly constructed with promises made right on,

Equal work done by both parties, equilibrium built from combined strength.

Love is not a war,

Tactics to manipulate, exhibiting power over those below you,

The victor gaining fealty as the runner-up is left twisted into a husk.

 

Love is a shield,

 

Stronger when forged with the heat of passion,

Genuine sparks giving light to a newfound creation,

 

Improving upon two concepts,

 

Unifying and protecting feeble hopes and dreams.

 

Love is not a bet,

 

Sleight of hand and contracts,

 

Promising darker deeds fulfilled regardless,

 

Whether the other party truly wishes it or not.

 

Love is genuine,

 

A gift given selflessly and selfishly in equal measure.

 

It is not an excuse,

 

Nor a reason to treat another human being like they’re lesser.

 

Loving someone is not weakness,

 

It is a beautiful gift given out of trust and adoration.

 

Loving someone is not a crime,

 

Deserving punishment or isolation in return.

 

Love should be freeing, not condemning,

 

Selfless, not selfish,

 

Kind, not cruel,

 

Love is not a sin,

 

Nor should it be treated as such.

 

You are not a bad person for loving yourself,

 

And if the person you love doesn’t respect that,

 

That’s not Love.

 

Disregarding yourself for the sake of another,

 

That's not Love.

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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