Love is

What is love,

Is it unconditional,

Or is it selfish?

You aim to please another,

But all you want is your own security.

The feeling that you know you’re wanted.

What is love,

Is it a word you use in vain?

Or is it a sacred word to you.

Is it easy for you to say to someone you just met?

Or is it that one word that only your mother can hear.

Can you express your love to just anyone?

Love isn’t anything without trust.

So can is anyone worth your trust?

Love is,

The feeling you get,

Every time you see that person.

When your heart skips a beat,

Whenever you see them smile.

Love is,

Not being able to sleep without them by your side.

The feeling you get when you think they’re hurt.

Being able to do anything, give anything just to see them happy.

Love is, selfless.

Fighting Myself

How can I make someone else happy,

When I, myself, am not happy.

I feel like I’m fighting a war.

But I’m losing every battle.

And the enemy is myself.

One battle over my heart,

Which lies with two different people.

One with whom I cant seem to let go,

The other who wants nothing more than my happiness.

And on the other hand,

My mother tells me I don’t love her anymore,

And that I always leave her lonely.

But all I want it to make a better like for myself,

Working, going to school, just to make her proud.

Why am I always so worried about making everyone else happy,

When the one person I should be worried about is myself.