My kind of love

Love that subsides only hangs by a thread

Love that grows is an inspiration

But my kind of love is different

It’s complicated

It neither grows nor subsides

I always love the same way

It’s the only way I know

To love till my heart aches

Till it can come close to surrender

But never is ready to accept the defeat

To love amidst the pain

Is the beauty of love

To love again and again 

Is my kind of love.