I can only imagine
How love truly is.
Will it come to me?
Will it come to stay?
When it comes
Will I recognize it?
Will I let it go away?
What would love be
Would it be a lover?
Or a family filled with love?
Will I be happy?
Or end up sad once more?
Will I be able to love right?
Or will I end up hurting?
When love ends
Will I be able to stand at all?
Or will I search for more?
If nobody loves me
Would I love me?
Or pain the only one who does?
When I’m lying on my deathbed
Will I have people surround my bed?
Or will I die with a grieving heart?
All these questions
Make me hesitant to try.
I don’t know what love is
So I can only imagine.
But even my imagination scares me.
© Chidera Nwosu
2019