Submissive Love

No, the good does not outweigh the bad
love does.
Love is the ballast for the scales
without 
defeat, misery, chaos and loss. 

Once tipped,
the bad proves the meaningless of professed love
words and deeds will aways align
to out bad faith actors
you have only to look.
 
If only you'd looked first before stepping into the abys of 
submissive love
For it bares false witness to love
For without your scripted roles
Who would you be?
What would you have?
How would you love?
If the first boundary, “no”, or disagreement can break the bond
It was not love in the first place.
Merely passionate enslavement veiled as love’s possession.