LOVE MATTERS

Love, to me, is what I'll be

when I become myself.

No messed-up statements to

or expectations from

someone else.

It's not a thing that I deserve

because of what I've done.

It's the only thing that matters

and to share it is pure fun!

Now, imagine, as you read this poem,

"Love Matters"; those two words

are more than themes

or rhymes or memes.

They seem, to me, like verbs.

You've probably already

thought of the word, "Love",

as a verb at least once.

What matters is when "Matters" is

the verb; to matter is what Love wants.

Love Matters - does that not mean

that Love creates the Matter?

When Love happens, True, in its Purest form,

the broken can be unshattered.

To beat the evil out of people: love yourself, love them.

No matter what, no matter just

appears right out of thin

air. It matters not, that matter-of-fact;

matter needs Love to begin.

Without Love, what else matters?