Lost and found

You don’t find love
It finds you
Not when you are ready but when
You need it the most often
When you least expect it
When you and I are the least interested
When you have other things going on
When you are trying to focus on your career
When you are searching for God
It finds you
When you are afraid of commitment
When you are afraid of your own shadow
When you are afraid of getting hurt, again, when you don’t even know you are hurting
It finds you and it exposes all your wounds
So you can heal them yourself
Love doesn’t kiss them better
But it kisses you in a way you’ve never been kissed before
Like you’ve never been kissed before
Like you didn’t know that kinda kissing existed or was even
possible
And everything with love is a first
Love gives you new eyes and a new heart
Ready for love
But love doesn’t find you
You were never lost just a little bit misplaced
And when love finds you or you find love
It is not love you find but yourself without the I
And it becomes about something more than you and I
And when love finds you or you find love
It can never leave you
As hard as you try, as a lingering bad smell
And maybe this is how happily ever afters are
Often d-i-y made

 

 

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