Love, Misunderstood
August 3, 2020•53 words
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Love is misunderstood.
It's often mistaken for affection, mutuality, respect.
Love often speaks, but hardly says.
We want it to say something. We push, apply force.
And we break it.
It's a liquid solid that evaporates.
Not a word, not a feeling, not an emotion.
A reality, of sorts.
Listen, don't speak.