Why do we fall in love?
Our bodies need a connection to make the nights less cold.
A companion to walk the street at night so we don’t feel alone.
Someone that I can hold when I fall.
And that is there to hold me up.
To be honest I have never been in love.
I don’t know anything about that privilege that so many just find.
My nights are cold and I feel alone.
Because I’m too scared…to go and talk to him.
I’m scared to say a few words that might help me Find it.
Find that thing that I’m missing.
And so many just find
What makes me look at the stars and just ask -why?
Why not me?
Why can’t I find it?
Poetry