You call me love. Sometimes first, second and so on.
Those who gets me, they call me boon and those who don’t, they considers me ugly. For years you people have been adding ordinals before my name.
You never ask me what I want. My clones are all around. I also hate them.
But it’s your duty to distinguish between me and my clone when you meet any of us. You trust my carbon copy, give it every right which I should have enjoyed and what happens next? You regret for it.
And in turn you blame me for it. What could I do, when I have never met you? I come to know about it when this air passes your curse to me.
My parent (god) named me “Love” and you all are busy adding me some figures, numbers. Some add ‘first’ or ‘second’. Other adds “present” or “ex”.
You guys try to find me in your partner only but I am in everything you feel or perceive.
Those who gets me, they call me boon and those who don’t, they considers me ugly. For years you people have been adding ordinals before my name.
You never ask me what I want. My clones are all around. I also hate them.
But it’s your duty to distinguish between me and my clone when you meet any of us. You trust my carbon copy, give it every right which I should have enjoyed and what happens next? You regret for it.
And in turn you blame me for it. What could I do, when I have never met you? I come to know about it when this air passes your curse to me.
My parent (god) named me “Love” and you all are busy adding me some figures, numbers. Some add ‘first’ or ‘second’. Other adds “present” or “ex”.
You guys try to find me in your partner only but I am in everything you feel or perceive.
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