About Romantic Love

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What is love?
Not the love of God I'm talking,
nor motherly love, nor love among friends...

What I am observing now,
is this love of man and woman...
which inspire lots of songs and poems
and pictures and...
whatever else it might be...
What is this romantic love actually?
How come its definition varies so huge,
and sometimes even against each other?

Is this love a kind of silly illusion,
or is it just a kind of deep affection?

Is love the enhancement of peaceful care
or is it the sworn enemy of fierce hate?

Is it the things that deepen the unbending trust
or things which generate the wicked jealousy?

What is it?

Once when I'm still naive, I believed...
that to love someone means...
to give whatever we have...
give, give, and keep giving,
until we have nothing left.

Yet, when turbulance came in my heart,
breaking every corner it saw...
I cannot help but thinking,
that love is just a big fat lie...
just a lump of ugly piece of joke,
decorated by pretty colors of illusion...

Even until now,
I cannot help wondering,
if this complicated love is probably just...
a simple like with a little bit emphasis in it.

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by Ituth
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