With love comes pain

The innate trust to deliver your heart

In a wrapped, glass container

With a bow: “please do not break”

And with that same beautiful love pain comes

I hate that idealized bullshit concept that love is beautiful always in an eternal state of extasy

There are fights, disagreements, disappointment and tears

Along with bursts of laughter, orgasmic love, cuddles and the buzzing feeling of being in love

Accept the concept of love as a whole

Or don’t bother at all