I wonder what it would be like to be filled with love.
With nothing more than the feeling, I get when I look up above.
Those stars, they are a part of you and not apart from you.
Maybe I’ll feel like that with someone, but who?
Or perhaps it’s not a thing of the flesh
But a thing of the stars.
All of them one thing but yet so sparse.
I wish I could write you perfection.
Maybe I would be able to mention
How much pain you cause me
And simultaneously, having you is lovely.
But I don't want you without him and
All I want to say is “just love me.”
Yes, I did say the stars were sufficient.
But in the light of the day, I cannot see them.
So Life, throw me a lifeline.
Let him know it would all mean nothing without me
For you are nothing without love.
And I am just that. I am Love.
Alexia Love Taylor