loving others comes so natural,

yet i can’t seem to remember what love feels like

love has many definitions,

most say love is a feeling on the inside

“love means no matter what, you have someone to count on,”

yet i stand alone in the darkest times

“love is when something naturally starts to take up more space in your mind,”

i must love a lot of things then

i know what love looks like,

i give endless love and i haven’t realized until now

out of all the love i give away,

self love has long been forgotten