To Love Is To Be In Pain Poem by Andesikuteb Yamusa

Life comes at you harsh and hard,
And just when you think eternity will grow gentler,
Time takes the best of you.

B,

Time is no friend,
And the world has turned every heartbeat into a taboo.
Will heaven ever judge one for caring too deeply?
For loving too much?

To love is to be in pain.

Love comes unexpectedly,
Sometimes like a knock from God,
Sometimes like a whisper from heaven.
It arrives without warning,
Yet leaves its mark forever.

To love is to be in pain.

Will you run from yourself
Because the world will judge you?
For the very same sins they secretly commit?
Tell me, B—
Isn't it true that to be in love is to be in pain?