When Love Resigns

Love can resign at any time...
Sometimes it's simply too much work
It's not always for a new opportunity
But love can flourish anywhere
A magnet for blessings
Even affecting those who felt they had immunity
You can't help but love when love's around
But I think to truly love love...
You have to let love flow freely...
You can't try and dictate what love should be, or do...
Like...who are you? A fragment of chaos...
With a telegraphically imposed construct of what love should be?...
Sometimes you learn deeply...
Imagine...a life of love showing you all the signs...
You even feel soul ethers intertwine...
You think you've crossed the finish line...then...love...resigns...