Naked in love

Love fills you.
Like this liquid poured in your shell of a skin.
Its not warm, nor cold. It just is.
Hurt, pain, happiness... its not Love's problem you see.
Its yours.
So when you say that the pain is because of love, you'll want it to go away.
When you say happiness is because of love, you'll want it to stay.
Love comes to live with you. Not with the labels you give it.
And how you stop seeing it after a point. Too many labels on it... I guess.
And then you blame love, for it's left you.
When all the while its love that does not care about what or who you are.
It does not see you like the mirror does.
It hardly talks, but listens.
To your stories, or the silence.
Enough! I guess in lieu of rent to stay with you.
So, what did you do with your love today?

To love someone unconditionally
is not to care
who they are or what they do.
Unconditional love, on the surface,
looks the same as indifference. - Bach