Love is a funny thing

Love is a funny thing.
So it is said.
It brings out the parts of us
that we all dread.
We have been there before.
The pain is so real.
It has made our bodies numb
to this warmth that we feel.

At least when alone
there is no one to bring pain.
Our aloneness has a love of
its own in an empty kind of way
A love of solitude
a love to be free
of all of those burdens that
relationships bring.

To try love again,
what price would there be?
To lose this solitaire feeling
that has made the soul free.
To fly alone no more
but to fly wing to wing.
This togetherness could be
costly somehow it seems.

But remember once more
to that love long ago.
Has there not been enough time
to let your feelings flow.
Once more to another
who returns them to you.
Once more to love again
and be loved too.

To share your solitude
with another lonely soul.
Together the two of you
can make your lives whole.
Two halves brought together
to bring joy once again
To the souls thought lost forever
in loves senseless game.