I think I finally learned
What you really mean
When you say that you feel like love
Just isn't for you
Part of you wonders if you're capable of feeling that way
Towards another human being
And the times that you have
Faded into oblivion
Sometimes willingly
Sometimes painfully
And you're left with an existential question
One that gnaws at your insides in a way
That makes you feel hollow and lost
Purposeless in a way
Though you know that isn't true
That romantic love and finding a life partner
Are not necessities of life
The want of finding someone who will hold you
Kiss you
Love you
For everything that you are
No matter how much it may leave you feeling
As though there is an unhealed, raw wound inside of your chest,
Is just that
A want
You have your friends
Who love you more than anything
And you know this
You undoubtedly know this
And yet
This wound
It creates such a hurt
Such a gap in your chest
That is tender to the slightest of touches
That you feel as though it'd sometimes be easier
To just
Not feel at all
I understand that now
How that feels
And it's neigh unbearable
And yet
We march on
