Something We All Call Love Poem by Dylan Daniels

There's a weird little thing we call love,
Something we always take for granted.
However it's never really understood,
Little did we know the seed has already been planted.

We try to avoid it at times,
With the most magnificent excuses.
No matter how weird or odd
As long as it limits our life's constant heartache and bruises.

It becomes a battle of fear and excitement,
There really is no escape.
Again, we try our utmost to avoid it,
My dear young soul, it's already too late.

It just all seems like a lucky trap,
Going into it completely blind.
You have no control over it
But darling, our poor souls were destined to be aligned

I'm not here to dampen your mood,
I'm just here to help keep your head above.
Please don't make the same mistake I did,
With this weird little thing we all call love.