Spoken Word: All I Ask is to Let Me Love You

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Sometimes, late at night, I find myself staring at the ceiling, wrestling with a swirling vortex of thoughts that refuse to be tamed. Isn't that the case for so many of us? My mind clings to one haunting question: What would it take for you to just let go and embrace the love I'm offering?

Why is love such a tangled web of complexities, a labyrinth without a guide? 

It's like this inexplicable riddle that everyone wants to solve but never can. I keep thinking about how simple it could be—how simple it should be. Love shouldn't be a complex equation; it should be the simplest of answers. 

I wish you could just see it—the earnestness in my eyes, the authenticity in my smile.

 I wish you could hear the unspoken vows in my laughter and feel the promise in my touch. I'm not offering the moon and the stars; I'm offering steadfastness, a shoulder to lean on, a listening ear. I'm offering what I can, as humbly as I can.

The thing is, I'm here for you, through the seismic ups and the soul-crushing downs, the glorious highs and the abysmal lows. 

Isn't that what love is? 

It's not bouquets of roses or romantic getaways. It's not always the poetry or the picturesque moments that you see in movies. Sometimes it's messy, sometimes it's hard, and sometimes it's painful. But the beauty lies in its resilience, its commitment.

Love, in its purest form, is about being there. It's about showing up, even when it's inconvenient, even when it hurts. And I can't help but wonder what's holding you back. Is it past scars, a heart too fractured to fathom another risk? Or is it the unknown, the sheer terror of diving into the depths of something as enigmatic as love?

So here I am, a vulnerable open book, flipping through the pages of my heart and hoping you'll want to read on. What would it take, I wonder? What would it take for you to let me be the one who stands by you, not just on the sunniest days but through the darkest nights? What would it take for you to realize that love, in all its complexities, can also be beautifully, achingly simple?

All I ask is for you to let me be there. To let me love you.



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