Written under the name tideofmoon, this short poem is about a relationship where love is certain but acceptance is missing. The speaker opens with a bold claim: you don't need acceptance to love. Then they spend the next lines proving it. Love was there at the very beginning, in the first laughter, and it stayed through the quiet stretches and the arguments. It even survived the fights that were openly fought and the ones that were denied.
The final two lines turn the poem around. After insisting that love "was, is and will be always there," the speaker admits what is missing: acceptance of each other. That ending lands with a quiet sadness. The repeated "Love was there" sounds steady and almost comforting, like someone reassuring themselves, but the last line shows the cost. The mood is wistful and honest, a little weary. The speaker isn't angry. They simply recognise that loving someone and fully accepting them are two different things, and that the first can survive without the second.