Love

Love 

growing up

my parents 

showed me 

what "love" is 

but 

they never talk

about it

all I see is

they are busy

giving

sacrificing

sharing

helping 

respecting 

"others"

which can be

the relatives

since we have too many of them

and 

strangers

which most of them 

are the nice ones

the fact 

that's a list 

of action

making the little me 

confused 

when it's my turn 

to "love"

it's turn out

to be 

pleasing people

which I gladly whisper

because I love them 

turns out 

I was wrong

but not completely

"love"

is not always 

about "others"

"love"

is always 

about 

you having enough 

of "love" 

that you want to 

share with "others"

until now

I'm still learning 

about myself

and 

about life 

nevertheless

of what's happening

in the past

I still

not regretting 

on the act

that I did 

to others

as a symbol

that I really care

and love them

the current me 

would say

love 

is all about 

relationship with Allah

and 

relationship with others

the first relationship 

is more about

your journey 

alone 

towards 

the love of God

the second relationship

is more about 

maintaining

and 

giving

your efforts

involving

other people journey

giving your all

to 

both relationships

without expecting the return

is what 

love are

I 'love' others

I was suffering

I was crying 

I was scolding

I was hating 

myself 

and still wonder 

where did I go wrong 

when I'm done 

doing everything

for others

now I'm learning 

despite loving others

I also need to love myself

so that I can now

give love to others

the love that myself 

would recognize

balancing those act of love

is never easy

but I'm trying 

and I'm willing 

We'll see where it takes me to 

alright?