Does love die?

It recycles

It goes through a cycle

Love should not die

But, it has its days

Where you need to swim in it for days

Or keep it away, “I cannot get my hair wet!” kind of day

Love is fragile

But, most do not handle with care

Most do not care

Or are even aware that it fills the air

For me, love has always been there

Is it in the ways I wish?

I will not say

The lack of it does not get in my way

My happiness will exist either way

Love will always find a way

Even if it has to destroy everything in its way

That is usually the game

Play, play, play,

Until you want to walk away

Most times you are not ready

You just have nothing left to play

The house always wins by taking your soul away

Piece by piece you gave your essence away

Tarnishing a dream to be loved one day

When you look up, old and grey

When life has sped up, out of your pace

When your friends have found their place

When possibilities have filled their space

Turn around

Love is the only thing left staring you in the face

Love is patient

Love knows it is the backbone to the human race

Love knows that it is not always homegrown

Love knows false idols have taken its throne

But, love knows no defeat

It is the order

What makes our life complete

That extra pep in our step that puts us on our feet

For those reasons, love is something you must not mistreat

Love is power that gave this life meaning