Love is choice

Real Love is scarce

True Love is divine 

Toxic love is loving your neighbor just a little bit above what you love yourself. 

 

It’s not manipulation 

It is choosing to be manipulated 

It is believing the lies 

When all actions points to the truth. 

It feels like giving grace 

It comes with a lot of explanations—

For failed expectations.

It is making excuses for everything.

It is doubting your identity 

And questioning your essence 

It is finding solace 

In external validation. 

It is ecstasy,

Slowly intoxicating 

Until You drown in your own esteem 

A shadow of your true self.

It’s trading your values 

For intimate moments 

It’s chasing every high 

And falling below your virtues.


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