Omoh, pondering on this song…

“We were just kids when we fell in love,
Not knowing what it was…“

I wonder, is love truly as beautiful as a dove?
Does it make things seem fine, stick together like a clove?
Like, does it really fit like a glove?

Does love really make you feel whole?
Looking into the other’s eyes,
You are being drawn to an endless hole.
Then the world around to a side is being shoved,
Making you seem like you are flying higher than a drone
To a world up above.

Abi, is it only mere burning desires like flame of a stove?
Or are they just folklore stories being told?

Abeg help me, try reason this:
Does everything really cease?
‘Coz right now, I really can’t fathom if it’s just me,
Or is it really deeper than the sea?
Further than all eyes can see?

Abi, love ain’t really that straight,
Rather, it is really curved, just like the letter ‘C’?
Is it more complex than it seems?
Or is love really not for me?

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