love is...
a special kind of freedom that says:
you don't get to define what love is
or what it should be like, for me.
love is to be experienced
not fenced in, boxed in, restrained
hidden behind imaginary walls
twisted and distorted to fit your demands
my love won't obey your rules
the attempt to control it
only means you'll never have it
that special kind of freedom
what i call love
you know what they say...
maybe they're talking about something else
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