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It is not love

It is not love.
It is me who make barriers for love;
and those I love.

It is not love.
It is me who make myself a coward;
too scared to love or be loved.

It is not love.
It is me who has fears
with the feeling of expecting, and the feeling of owning.

It is not love.
It is me who think i have made mistake
by loving the wrong person, or
by loving at the wrong time, or
feeling wrong to fall in love.

It is not love.
It is me who gives labels.
Whether it is common love, true love, eros, compassion or platonic

No matter how good I am in creating words,
love is a feeling. And I can never perfectly utter what my feeling is.

But yes, it is love
that makes me fall. 
That is why they call it fall in love.

And it is not me, who has the power to resist its gravity.
And since I have fallen,
I will get hurt someday anyway.

But i would love to fall in love
again and always.

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Comments

  1. Question, what the hell is common love anyway, and how do you define it?

    Love is sometimes overwhelming, I lost words when we're facing each other vis to vis.

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  2. seperti yang kita bahas di YM, ...
    common love adalah saat kita cinta seseorang 'karena' dia bla bla bla. Dan biasanya ada 'relationship' di sana.

    true love adalah saat kita cinta seseorang 'walaupun' dia bla bla bla. Dan biasanya nggak ada relationship di sana. I think because it is better than the real thing and its a one way love, or unconditional love. Or, you are just playing with the feeling inside your head.

    eros is lust, compassion is devotion,
    platonic is friendship love.

    all is fine to me :)

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  3. halo.. aku berkunjung ya...
    nice writing!!!
    kalaulah sudi, berkunjunglah ke 'roemah kajoemanis'ku @ cinnamome37.blogspot.com

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