Such a Silly Thing

Is love a stranger to me?

It appears before me as a puzzle I am incapable of solving

Some sort of enigma that is alien to my heart

Relationships come and go

Feelings brew inside

Those three words are spoken

But the relationship came and went

Was it real?

Will love be a force I recognize when it strikes me?

Maybe it’s a ghost I am meant to be haunted by

An apparition that I can see manifest in others

But never in myself

Yet, I still believe

That one day, someday

Love will become a friend.