You said I don’t understand love
Gated by worlds I cannot reach
Inexperienced and incredulous
Love is something you cannot teach
I tried, though, in many ways
To untangle and construct
Build it from a simple base
Plant a seed that buds
But seasons have come and gone
And I am left untouched
My soil spoiled from recklessness
My roots shattered to dust
You said I don’t understand love
And even though you’re right
In the dark, barren undergrowth
There’s a small sliver of light.