"Sometimes I wonder--"

Sometimes I wonder if love is worth anything.

When you have the ability to love,

you either hurt someone,

or you are the one hurt.

You lose the sense of freedom

that you trick yourself into

thinking you have when

you are single.

You see happiness, and almost utopian feeling

and it intoxiactes you.

Is love worth it,

when the utopia fades and you are left,

empty,

vowing never to love again, yet

at the same time,

longing for nothing other than to love,

to have that utopian drug flowing

through your veins again.

Love has the power to make you happy,

but love can also leave you shattered,

stripped bare, in a crumpled heap.

Is love worth it?

For some reason beyond all understanding...

yes.

Copyright Š1999 Julie E. Allen

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