The Reason We Love
We are born,
We live, we die.
We get married, or don't.
Have kids, or don't.
Continuing to live
Is an option.
When we die
Is an option until it isn't.
Loving someone is never
Optional.
We love our parents,
We love our siblings,
We love our pets,
We love our spouses,
We love our children.
These aren't optional.
These aren't choices.
"Because I love you,"
Is redundant,
Because shouldn't that just be
Always?
Best friends love each other,
They think that they'll stay together
Forever.
But as one grows older,
As I grew older,
We split apart.
And that was fine, because
Even though we split apart,
One still loves the other.
But it's not me.
"Because I love you,"
Became a trap, a cage,
A way to get me to come back to her,
To what we had. I refused.
Now my best friends are boys,
Young men who are wonderful,
Strong in heart and mind, and sometimes
In body too. But they are still my friends.
And how could I not love them?
"Because I love you,"
Is a freeing thing, a way to fly,
To live like I couldn't before in that
Other cage of being loved.
"Because I love you,"
Should be a constant.
"Because I love you,"
Shouldn't be a cage.
"Because I love you,"
Should be the thing that
Sets you free from grief,
And shame, and the weight
Of living life, and let you
Fly away in glee.