Love meant many things, but

Most times love meant sacrifice. 

Sacrifices of time and attention. 
We did things for those we loved. 
Things we were happy to do, and 
Things we really didn’t want to do. 
They did things for those they loved.
Things they knew had to be done. 
If you had their back, and they yours,
Then things would turn out okay. 
Love then also meant trust. 
We trusted our loved ones
To make the sacrifices too. 
It was a symbiosis, until it became parasitic. 
Until only one took the time, paid the attention. 
Until one day, the sacrifice was of the other. 
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