It's Complicated
June 28, 2016
What can I say; it's complicated.
Thinking about you while you're thinking about me. Late at night.
Losing precious sleep but loving the reason for it. Cautiously loving each other from a far and acting on these feelings.
But, hey, it's complicated.
Stuck in socially unacceptable bounds where a certain person cannot love another person.
Where, if we were to act on our love, we would be prosecuted and shunned because our love is considered a taboo.
But, like I said, it's complicated.
Not having the freedom to dictate your life.
To love.
Because love holds no restriction.
No rulebook on how to guide itself.
It is a powerful and wonderful feeling that everyone has a right to.
Many don't know this though or won't accept it.
Because like I said, it's complicated
Love itself is complicated.
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