Slave to Love

Being in love is such a freeing thing,

But only when felt by both parties.

I have no freedom to whom I love.

I am a slave to love.

It has a hold on me.

And I am stuck in my state.

I can’t love all I want,

but I won’t be free until I’m loved back

And that just won’t be happening,

Not in this lifetime.

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