I hear the four letter word
and in my stomach I feel sick.
Because we drop it when we want it
then we decide to pick it up quick.
It's useful when we need it,
helping to deliver the final blow.
But it used to have more meaning
and some of us will just never know
How precious the word should be kept.
Only leaving the lips when it's meant.
Not thrown around for kicks.
Maliciously melted, beaten, and bent.
That's how things seem to work.
Things now have lost value unfortunately.
Relationships are a mere click away
and it's the new fad to be a divorcee.
Because we want what we can't have.
"Honestly, I need you so, so bad.
And now that I have you go away
Because you suddenly make me so mad."
When will this crazy cycle end?
When, when I say it I mean it, love.
That word not said for every person.
So common as the bright stars above.
I am sorry for my cynical banter. But,
On life's uneven road I constantly swerve.
It's hard to hear the word used for a lay
So, instead, I'll follow Woody Allen, I lurve..
You.
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