Redefine

In each year that passes I find that I have to redefine my definition of love
So that the real world can seep its clichéd claws into it

You see that what once was a childish crush or an idyllic idea
Is now a potential relationship to pay life’s wayward toll

You realise that you were given more than a bowl of monochromatic soup
Experiencing extreme emotion for every shard-shaped shade of the rainbow

You begin to understand that love is some warped form of torture
Some beautifully exquisite tool for inflicting a heart beating

Unalterable feelings emerge
Unaccountable hopes submerge
Unwanted attention sucks
Unrequited feelings suck more

Unintentional wave pool of care
Unappreciated female in waves of fear
Unattainable person in my heart
Unbiased care from my heart

The morning washes memories of the night before ashore
Onto my beach of buried and misplaced things

The world is the same yet different under a multi-layered mask
Of crystal-tinted grand delusions and reminiscent reflections

The code to the guidebook of love was hacked without a key or note of protest
So it is now deemed a backwards evanescence song with a choose-your-own-ending

In each year that passes I redefine my definition of love
So that the real world seeps its clichéd claws into it

By © Rhiannon B.