Does Love Choose Us Or Do We Choose It? Either Way, It’s Worth Holding On To… If It’s Real

Poetry is the heartbeat of a lively night. I hope you enjoy this!

There is a truth…

That I dare not share

With a soul,

To admit to it makes me vulnerable

Beneath the surface of indifference

Behind these brown, slanted eyes

At the core of my still beating heart

Lies love that flows like the ocean

Into a small lake leading to you

Love always, Ayesha