love

I used to write the word love like a proper noun.

Incorrectly writing my sentences to make a point

love is important. It should start with a capital letter.

It’s love that makes you want to wake up each morning

And be thankful before you end the day.

It’s love that makes you smile randomly

It’s love that gives you comfort.

I was a person

Who looked forward so much to love

It’s a wonderful thing, I know.

And I have so much love to give.

I can’t wait to give this love.

I will love unconditionally

Fully, no holding back.

But I realized, that love, chooses.

It is not for everybody.

And it never chose me.

Maybe I am seeing it wrong.

Maybe I am wrong.

But I stopped looking forward to it.

I stopped seeing it as important.

I never wrote it like a proper noun again

Even when it’s the first word of the sentence.

All the love I’ve had to give disappeared

And nothing was left of me

Now I see it as a common thing.

A common need.

And maybe I can live without it.