Love

Love, they say, love is all I need to live, Love never fails… as long as I love, this bond can thrive. But here’s the truth I learned too late: Love pours until the well runs dry, It bends beneath the weight of silent fights and drifting sighs, It falters in the echoes of unmet needs. No amount of longing fills the empty space Where trust once lived, or honest hearts once met. Love without honesty is a house built on sand; Even devotion trembles under storms of pain. Still… In the wreckage, I hold fragments: Your laughter like a soft hymn Your eyes that told stories of shared hopes. Maybe love can't save us maybe love alone isn't enough But maybe love can teach us where we lost the map. So I whisper this to the night: Love isn’t always the answer, But it’s the question we keep asking. And even when love vanishes, It leaves behind the lesson: A heart broken is still once full A heart emptied can still learn to live again..