Love is Sacrifice

Illustration by Ozzy

by Calista Dirdja

Love is sacrifice
that's the reason why it's called falling, 
not raising.

In odd moments,
you dwell on why you still love him
while you get all the whys inside your head,
all the what-ifs,
and all the whens to leave.

The waiting;
the sacrifice;
and the pain you suffer,
all these things are just so insane.

It's all out of your mind
It has to stop
yet, you don't know how to stop
by the reason of love.

It’s love,
and somehow love seemingly works that way
even if it's killed you already
once, twice, and countless times
you ignore the whys; the whens; and the what-ifs
feeling hopelessly romantic.

You risk everything
you remove all the hesitation
you relish being in love
you never give in. 

But you're just falling and falling 
with all your senses
even it all makes no sense.

For love is sacrifice
it’s not reaching,
it’s 

falling

falling

falling.