Muse (Interlude)

(What is love?)

Love is incredibly simple
When we are children, we love fully
And we don't question where our love comes from
Or if it's enough, and we don't question either

To give love, we follow our intuition
And we gotta stretch, you gotta flex it
But it's a part of us
When we grow older, we start to see love as a concept

Within this world we live in, love is marketed as a package deal
And we've all these different boxes that we feel like we need to feel
Like love for our selves, body love, love for our communities
Romantic partners, friends, the environment

And when we don't feel like we filled all these boxes
We, we feel hopeless
And always seem to be, like, trying to catch our tail
That's not love, that's consumerism

I often see love as light
Maya Angelou puts it really nicely
"People won't remember what you said or what you did
People will always remember how you made them feel"