I fell in love with the word love.
It’s rare, yes, but I did it.
The word love is something poetic.
It’s like falling for gestures, not just a person.
Because you think a person could never be as much as love.
Love could never leave you like a person.
It’s an emotion, a gesture, something comforting.
A person could never be the same.
So yes, I fell in love with love.
I fell for the gestures and voices of love,
For the people I match the gestures with
for everything love could do.
