Love: A poem

I feel so privileged to have found a love like the one I did at so young an age. I feel privileged to have learned every little thing this love taught me. I feel privileged to have lived it. And I feel privileged to have felt it.

Love

from time to time,
when things get dark
i’ll ask myself
what is love?
what was my love to him?
what is my love to myself?
and often, the details change
but the spirit remains the same
love is selfless
it’s looking into the mirror, looking into his glassy eyes
and thinking
all i want is for you to be wholly, truly happy.
love is unconditional
it’s allowing myself to mess up
allowing him to mess up
and still, stupidly enough, forgiving.
love is allowing growth
because i know that sometimes
when we love someone,
we may become their obstacle
in terms of time, energy and effort.
so, love is allowing growth
of both oneself and the other
even if it means loving from afar.
love is waiting
even though the brain tells me to rush
love is smiling
at the joys, achievements and successes
love is laughing
not at jokes,
but with each other
at the situation, at life, at stories
love is freedom
freedom to do what you please,
for yourself
even if it means
going away
love is the effort
that i make
that you make
so that we are always working to be
the people you and i were meant to be
love is kind
it’s generous to our needs,
but within reason
love is support
unconditional,
until we can afford it
love is bold
fighting, making up
love is strength
cultivating it within yourself
bolstering yourself to the best version of you
love is happiness
stolen in moments of mundaneness of routine
love is the trying
for ourselves
and for one another
love is sharing
sharing the good and the bad
the sweet and the bitter
love is transparency and trust
no matter how ugly the scars within
love is boundaries
that are healthy for both of you
love is keeping your arms open
even if they run the other way
love is being there
in spirit
in support
in invisible, yet kindred companionship
love is staying grounded
despite the intricacies of temptations
vying for our flight
love is faith
faith in oneself
faith in the other
faith in destiny
love is a dream
a dream of self-fulfillment
before sharing with another
love is open arms
love is kindness
love is strength
love is hoping for happiness
love is smiling
love is laughing
and darling, at the best of times
love is letting go
love is letting you climb your mountains
love is letting me conquer my demons
love is all of these things
that you can feel for a person
for yourself
but at the best of times,
to love is to let go.

3rd May, 2020