The Tragedy of Love

I wrote this (and ChatGPT made the image) while contemplating the question of why do we love? We love because while yes it hurts, it can also be beautiful. Yes love cuts deep but it can also heal deep. “For God so loved…” without love we all would be doomed for an eternity (John 3:16). We know love because of our creator and we feel and choose love because while it hurts it can also create a masterpiece. Because while it shutters us, that isn’t the end and in time we are left with a masterpiece. 

The Tragedy of Love:

We love and 
Yet our hearts break. 

We love and 
Yet are not loved back.

We pour our hearts out,
Only to have it torn apart. 

We love deeply and 
Yet only have our hearts stomped on.

Why love 
When this is the end?

Why feel anything 
When this is the end? 

Because sometimes 
This isn’t the end