I won't say that this is a poem, but a message. I can't sleep and this has been swirling around in my head. It's like a conversation that has never been spoken or partaken of by me. Tell me, what is this?:
I believe in love
I believe in like
I believe in butterflies
I'm conflicted inside because these are the things I believe is real
I've chosen to change my life
But others...
Others have lives of their own
How do you save someone from themselves if they are happy, in love, healthy & successful?
How do you save someone who, by definition, doesn't need to be saved?
Exactly why are there so many guidelines to obtaining happiness?
People can't BE, because others are watching, judging and plotting against...
People can't just BE, because they feel condemned...
I don't know how to not be happy for others
I don't know how to be happy for those who have found what completes them and they aren't just content but happy
Who am I to steal their joy?
I believe in love
I believe in like
I believe in butterflies
I don't know anyone anymore who tears up at that pivotal scene in the movie
That scene in which the ending is clear, after the turmoil, happiness lives freely
I feel like I'm the last one
The last person that believes
That far beyond the rules and mandates
That love itself, is true
You'll know it when it arrives & never ceases to part
I believe in love
I believe in like
I believe in butterflies
I hope to see the day when our blinders are removed
We can all love one another, not for what we are trying to be
But for who and what we are...
I think this was nicely written. Many don't believe in Love or even understand the concept of love anymore. How when u see that scene where the main actors realize their love for one another and it causes u smile.
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