I need to tell you something, Love isn’t supposed to feel bad 

I know it’s been confusing because of the types of the “Love” that you’ve had 

Love is patient, Love is kind, it asks that you not be selfish 

Love will still be there in the morning after you spent the night being hellish 

Love is a paradox, it may throw you for a really big loop 

Love might turn all your hardest of edges into the puddliest piles of goop 

Just when you think Love doesn’t know you, you may be quite surprised 

Love will wait patiently for you until you stop wanting to hide 

Love is the answer, no matter the freaking question 

Love will not get mad at you if (and when) you have to repeat the same lesson 

Love can make you feel warm, but at times it could make you feel scared 

Especially if you’ve associated pain or loss with the biggest of Loves that you’ve shared 

So be patient with your Self, Love isn’t going any place soon 

Love will sleep on the floor outside your door until you make some extra room