Karen’s Thoughts #6: Love
I remember when I was 17 as a young Linian.
It was during the beginning of summer that I made
a move towards the object of my affections, Terrell Dest.
I thought I was in love with him and I confused it
for what it really was: a deep care.
I did fall in love with him eventually but
not in the way I thought.
It was beautiful though, but as I sit here
typing my thoughts as a grown woman,
what love actually is.
It not this word that we humans created with our limited
understanding of the universe.
It’s not romantic, communal, or idealistic.
I feel like it’s the complete acceptance of your
raw, naked light with all the dirt you accumulated in life
burning away withe eventuality of time.
But our human tragedy is that we created so many
rules to cover that raw, naked light
that we are in love with concepts
and not each other.