Muse (Interlude)

(What is love?)

Love is incredibly simple

When we are children, we love fully

And we don't question where our love comes from

Or if it's enough, and we don't question either

To give love, we follow our intuition

And we gotta stretch, you gotta flex it

But it's a part of us

When we grow older, we start to see love as a concept

Within this world we live in, love is marketed as a package deal

And we've all these different boxes that we feel like we need to feel

Like love for our selves, body love, love for our communities

Romantic partners, friends, the environment

And when we don't feel like we filled all these boxes

We, we feel hopeless

And always seem to be, like, trying to catch our tail

That's not love, that's consumerism

I often see love as light

Maya Angelou puts it really nicely

"People won't remember what you said or what you did

People will always remember how you made them feel"