This Thing Called Love

This thing called Love,
Oh how I long to feel it
To someday lose myself in another 
Without fear of being shattered
To breathe the air they breathe
All hearts and Flowers
That feeling of euphoria 

This thing called Love
Oh how scary it looks
Emotions running deep
I just can’t handle it
I’ll rather not handle it
Afraid to let go, afraid to lose myself
The very thing I also want
Ball of conflicting voices
Though It may seem that I’m better off alone
And I act like I’m as tough as can be
When the sun goes down and the moon comes up
the voices in my head come alive
And sometimes the tears pour down
I long to feel 
To have another hold me, Shield me. Keep me safe and whole 
To love and be loved

Oh this thing called Love
This crazy thing called Love. 



—Cassandra Ikegbune

Author: Cassie Daves

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