The Expectation of Love from Others


We keep wanting, we keep expecting

That others would love us

But do we love others is the question

We are unwilling to face up to

And love among us humans

Is never true, never unconditional

We are forever condemned to be so

Until we find the truth

And realize there is no other

The other we loved and the other we despised

Is we ourselves dreaming them up

For this world drama to continue,

After all, where there is only love

Love itself cannot get appreciated

Only in contrast with hate

Does love’s value get recognized.

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