Understanding it

It’s difficult to understand love.

it can come come and go
in a single heartbeat,
sometimes needing to be nurtured
kindling a fire’s heat.

but many people would rather sit in the cold
then to try and tinder that fire
preferring to stay in their tents
not realizing their impending dire
to me doesn’t make any sense,
as they watch that heat retire.

but once it emerges...
there’s no mistaking it

it always seems
when that flame gets extremely hot,
that someone will make it rain
then run from that very spot.
afraid of letting the fire burn
all day, all night

there’s no mistaking it
i just try to understand it

Love is a feeling
others appear to abuse,
they take it for granted,
and... well... i lose!

there’s no mistaking it,
i just try to understand it.