Love
I
was inside.
All
by myself.
Too
scared to venture out.
Whenever
I went out alone, I got hurt.
I
needed Loyalty.
Loyalty
I existed,
but was rarely seen.
No
one really cared about me.
No
one believed in me.
I
was not special.
There
were many.
I
needed Love.
The
Bonding
We
met, by chance.
Love
came out seeing me.
Time
passed, we became close.
Love
started trusting me.
Love
believed in me.
I assured
Love that we would always be together.
From
time immemorial,
Love
and Loyalty walk hand in hand.
Loyalty
found Love, Love found Loyalty.
One
ceases to exist without the other.
If Loyalty walks away, Love
lives alone.
In isolation.
In
oblivion.