Brain Storm Issue II: Turning Points&Self-Discovery | Page 29

sometimes

i used to wonder if love

really meant anything

 

i used to think

it meant sticking by somebody even if they did bad things to you

but the only bad thing you could do

is love me too much

 

love means

feeling happy when I wake up

knowing that you’re there

and love means knowing

knowing that you care and that when i’m alone and it’s 5 o’clock on the morning and i’m crying on my bathroom floor

that you’d be sad if you could see me

love means seeing

seeing the things about you that nobody else does

like the way your eyes crinkle at the sides when you’re happy

and the way that they sink when you’re not

it means believing

that even when it’s 5 o’clock in the morning and i’m crying on my bathroom floor

it’s believing that you love me

it means that you love the me that i am

and not the me that pretends

to be happy

because love means love and love doesn’t fucking care

about anything

but itself

 

love means you

and me

always

by Nat White