What does it mean to be a lover?
It’s to feel pain
To see hate
To be in a constant state of disappointment
Because you know that the world isn’t like you
That the world is cold
That the world is unjust
That the world doesn’t really care
But you wish it did,
You wish that you could go to sleep one night with empty thoughts and wake up the next with a full heart
But you can’t, your mind is full and your heart is starving
The world, it keeps
depriving you, it keeps
pulling you up then dropping you right on your face
And yeah there’s good yada yada yada,
But sometimes that good still doesn’t shine bright enough
You open the blinds and the darkness shines, it pierces, it shouts, and you can’t help but look at it because things affect you and even when it’s not intended to, it still affects you because let’s not forget that you’re a lover so that stranger who was deported affects you, that mother without proper healthcare affects you, those who can’t be comfortable with who they are affects you, that video of that death affects you,
And the good stories make you cry, partially because it’s beautiful, partially because the whole world is not like that everyday
So what does it mean to be a lover?
I laugh, I cry, I lament. Being a lover is not easy, it’s the hardest thing you could do in this world, it’s to feel, and to feel deeply. And no I don’t have any solution because sadly, love can’t control everybody but my hope is that one day it will free us all from the pain.