Love Is Strange
Love.
What a strange word.
But it is so much more than a word so, rather, what strange concept.
But it is something that is done so I guess, what a strange verb.
Love.
A word that has meaningless synonyms,
For no other word can describe love like love can.
It’s the one idea that can drive someone to be at their highest of highs
Or their lowest of lows.
It’s the one theory that has limitless context.
You can love anything you wish to love for love will always be there.
So does that make love dependable?
Or rather, does the fact that you can love anything you wish to love
Make love undeniably inconsistent?
Love is a universal language so does that make love a universal truth?
The truth can be dirty and love isn’t clean so maybe so.
But we will never know.
Nor will they, nor he, nor she,
For love, you see,
Is and always will be,
The one thing that human beings will never understand.
So for now and forever,
Love is strange.
