I THINK I'M IN LOVE-maybe

 

I am in love.

At least, I think I am.

Madly, deeply, outside of my mind.

I think I am.

Still how can you be sure?

How many times can you fall in love in one life time?

Psychology says three.

First, when we are young,

At that point, that someone, feels like The One.

But then,

There’s heartbreak

Yours or Theirs

Someone realizes, that all butterflies just might have been gas

Humor.

But if you are really going through heartbreak

I feel for you.

Truth is, it gets harder

The second time you think you’re in love

After you’ve managed to ‘dust yo self off and try again’

Here comes the lesson

I mean who asked for this?

Still you manage to learn about who you are

And what you need.

This one hurts like hell-

and halfway through the lies, the pain and the manipulation

You shave your head

Cover your mirrors

And diagnose yourself crazy

Screaming Fuck Love.

 I’m tired of trying!

But then,

Yes, there’s more

Love, the resilient beast

That is our waking emotion

Comes floating down the silent stream

---In flower petals----

Actually, NO.

This time, you’re not looking

This time, you’re completely over it

"its hot girl's summer"

"Men aint shit"

"I can do bad all by myself"

But then,

Like a shooting star

So fast, so beautiful

You didn’t even get a chance to make a wish.

The third time?

 Love finds you when you haven’t been looking

In ways you would never even consider

It changes everything.

All the ideas you once had

Everything it means to love and to be in-love

Goes out the window.

And you learn, just how to let things be

For the first time.

Without forcing it

It happens.

There are no blueprints

No expectations about how or who you should be

You simply love

HARD

Like you’ve never been broken

Accepted Completely.

For who you are

And then it hits you

Nothing could have prepared you

For the love that you deserve.

Third time’s the charm 

                                                                                               TKEpiphany