WHAT IF LOVE IS A MYTH?
Love is kind.
Love is patient.
Love gives.
Love understands.
But what if
love is only kind
until it teaches you to kneel
for crumbs and call it a feast?
What if love isn’t perfect
not because we weren’t
but because fate crossed our paths
when we were meant to grow apart?
They say love is giving
but what if I gave too much
until I forgot the sound
of my own heartbeat?
What if love contradicts
everything we swear we believe
just to soothe a moment’s ache?
What if love is a myth
a beautiful lie we chase
to avoid learning
how to love ourselves first?
And what if
after all the breaking and bending
I still call that love
because it hurt just like they promised?
Copyright © Hakim Fuhad Mansaray | Year Posted 2025
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