I was ignorant of love.
I thought love meant until the end of time,
I thought it meant for better for worse.
I thought love meant to mend incase it was broken,
I thought love was being patient, loyal, enduring, understanding, respectful and on top of it all loving,
but everyone i find teaches me that love is letting go.
Love is no longer for better for worse,
they only want to be around when things are fine.
they are no longer willing to fight for anything,
they are always ready to move to the next.
at some point i thought that you really loved me,
but that was a lucid dream that won’t happen.
‘cos you don’t.
I was ignorant of love.
