in love with love

Someone told me once

That I am in love with love

That might well be true 

That might actually summarise it

More precisely

Than my truth could have admitted to

It feels as if

Going through every emotion twice

Enduring pain

Living the dream

Is not much of a compromise

What if I gave half that love to myself

Would I then be able to breathe

Maybe then be able to see a way

Instead of being stuck in emotions

I wonder if you stopped loving

Would someone else start loving you then

Does every end

Have a beginning

Because I do not want

A beginning

To have an end

Precisely 

I want love to be

Infinite

Unconditional

Beyond time defined.