Maybe I don't know enough,
maybe I do more than enough,
Maybe love has a gauge to keep up with,
Which I know not of
I've heard of love being selfless,
But maybe I'm being selfish
And I don't care about what others feel,
Therefore, teach me how to love
I heard love has a language,
Maybe my language doesn't fit into other's understanding
Or my understanding doesn't fit into other's languages,
Therefore, teach me how to love
Teach me how to love maybe I can love better,
Maybe I can become selfless,
Let me know the gauge of love,
So I won't do less or more than I ought to
I know love exists and I want to ride in its existence,
Teach me the perfect love language and I'll learn,
Teach me the act and art of love,
Just teach me how to love
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.