Today I performed my usual Sunday routine. Going to church and shooting a podcast episode with my buddy. On our way to the recording place(aka one of my mentor’s house :}) we usually have thought provoking discussions or prep for our episode. Today, my buddy asked me a question I always run away from but I couldn’t run this time. So I really I had to think and reflect on the question. What is love? Well tbh, I do not know. But this is our I feel about love.
What is love
What is love
How do we love
When do we know it is love
Are we loved for our facial value
Or are we loved because of our cash value
Have we felt love or a short burst of dopamine
Have you felt loved
Have you falling in love
Or was it your sex appeal going haywire
Or your never ending need to be with someone
This would forever be a mystery
Crazy to say I really do not understand what love is
Neither have I truly falling in love
So when do I know it’s true love
When do I know she is the one
Will I know when I get chills
Will I know when I get goosebumps
Will I know when I constantly get hard thinking of her
How would I know
I was never told what is love
I am clueless
What if I experienced love but I missed it
What if I experienced love but let it pass me by
What if I experienced love but I paid it no attention
When would this thing called “love” come my way
Have I missed the bus
I missed the bus again
Or did I
Time would time
I can’t wait to meet this mystery
I can’t wait to be vulnerable
I can’t wait for it to all end in tears
Or not
This thing called love I shall taste
This thing called love I shall feel
This thing called love I shall embrace
But once I get my high
Would I abandon it
Or get hooked like a crackhead
If I get hooked would my life be shattered when the high fades
And the bus doesn’t stop by no more
Only time would tell
I can’t wait for this roller coaster.
