The music is in my ears
Singing songs that someone taught me
Long ago, far away.
Still relevant today.

The fear was real
So was the love.
If the opposite of love is fear
How can they both be real?

I don’t know,
But they were.
They are.
A dichotomy to be sure.

Perhaps, as someone said,
The opposite of love is not fear
It’s indifference.
Maybe.

Indifference to the pain caused.
Indifference to others feelings.
Indifference to the love given
Indifference, complete.

So let the music play.
Indifference is not my thing.
Passion will always be more pleasurable.
Love always and all ways.