Only the Brave
Love, they say, is blind
In loving, it seems, only the heart can see
And does its own choosing
Do we dare to love?
Not lust, but love?
Can we truly love?
Love, with all its complications?
Love without out any expectations?
With all the pain that love sometimes bring?
There should be no strategies in love
No sizing up for self-satisfaction
You either love or you don't
No pressure or doubt
You do not choose whom to love
There's no bartering or comparing
Accept the good and the bad, the highs and the lows
Love is giving all and receiving all
All pride is tossed aside
When we love for ourselves we always fall short
Someone always gets hurt
When we love for love sake and lose
Throughout the pain peace remains
Only the brave can love
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