Believe, Leave, Memory.

Love, you are looking hurried and tired. Oh, Love, you are feeling rushed and exhausted. Now’s not the time to let go. Hold onto me. Hold onto me, please believe.
Pacing floors don’t over think. Sitting still, don’t be thoughtless. I’m in your bed lay next to me.
Love, you look fast and quick. Oh, Love, you look out and gone. Hold onto me. Hold onto me, please don’t leave.
Streets empty, bus seat alone.  Nightly walks and empty handed. The song plays and I still call it ours.
Love, you are faceless and empty. Oh, Love you never looked so free of my needy heart.
Hold onto, hold onto memory.

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[Tylar Salter]

I'm sorry I don't understand what this is talking about. Is "love" referencing a lost love, or is love the normal, emotional feeling?