Love
You abandoned such an innocent soul,
and set thy heart ablaze.
To abdicate the only one who accepted your imperfect ways?
Countless hours we'd sit and converse,
who knew it'd end this way?
We use to speak of forever,
now there's nothing left to say.
Our love was ment to be timeless,
to weather and storm;
how could a bond that felt so right turn out to be so wrong?
No matter what the future holds,
we'll both realize in time;
it's complicating, munipulating, no use complaining;
love.
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