The Changing of Words
We shouldn’t even be aloud to speak the words “I love you”
Not after what has happened.
Not after the torture that those words has brought upon my past,
Not since the definition of the phrase “I love you” has changed
From a blessing to outlash
The word “I” has been conformed into a different human.
The letter that should be singular, has grown,
Grown another arm, another leg, another head
Is that you?
Because it’s not about what my heart thinks anymore
You supposedly know better
Now the word “I” has become “You”
The word “love” has been broadcasted to mean sex
Because sex is love isn’t it?
Because unless I give you what you want
It wasn’t considered love that was inhabiting my heart
Love wasn’t creating a safe house inside in my chest
No.
It was selfishness,
Selfish because I was taking away a privilege
That you had so called, earned.
Now the word “Love” has become “to take”
apparently that’s all I do anymore
What was a healthy relationship without sex anyways?
My body had become a battleground
My sanity versus your ambition
Love wasn’t a figment of my imagination anymore,
It didn’t dance around like ballerinas and butterflies
No.
Love was an action
But all I ever dreamt about was what it was like to be loved,
I clutched the dream as if it was my only hope
Because it was
You were the only one who would ever love me
That’s what you told me
You had a gift that I would only be offered once
This was all a game of cards and you had the advantage
The word “Love” has become an “advantage” for you
The word “you” had been sewn into my heart
The lies had been implanted into my lungs and were burning
The manipulative compliments seemed to fixate themselves inside my heart
You were the virus that was contaminating my soul.
Your lies were the only thing that I could believe anymore,
The word “you” has become the new meaning of “me”
“You take advantage of me”
How was I supposed to even accept
In a different version of love
One that was constructive instead of destructive
One that would provide strength instead of self consciousness
A love that would cause my heart to giggle
Instead, love was giving me a panic attack over meaningless words
I found him
I found a man
I found a man that loves
I found a man that cares
Now the words “I love you” means something different
The word “I” now means “We”
Because I am not alone anymore
I can not be complete in your absence
Without you it just feels like another black hole
You are better.
With each other we are stronger
The word “I” now means “We”
The word “love” doesn’t frighten me as much anymore
The word love proves to me that you care,
The word love reminds me of the memories,
The times you cared so much you cried,
The moments you cared if I lived or died,
The times were we both cared so much
That we would hurt ourselves in order to save the other
Because that’s just who we have become
We are together
We are happy
We are the past, present, and the future
The word “love” now means “are”
But love isn’t just the actions that we take
Love isn’t the words he says
to get what he wants.
Love isn’t the pictures that are taken
Just to see how many likes we can receive on Instagram.
Love is inside
Love is within
Love is the look that he gives me when I am not watching,
Love is the fireworks that go off inside my head,
Love is the sense of calm that happens
When he is beside me in silence,
Love is within
The word “love” now means “in”
The word “you” is now all mine
I am yours and you are mine
You have cleaned my soul
You have replaced my lungs with the balloons
that lift me up to cloud nine,
You have restored my charred heart with half of yours
And although neither of are hearts are complete anymore
Together we are whole.
You gave me a chance,
A hope.
You gave me parts of you I didn’t deserve
You gave me something to love
Something healthy to love
The word “you” now means “love”
“We are in love”
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