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But What Of Love?

 

My tears are just salty water

once released, emotions freed

my heart doesn’t literally break

even when in a dramatic moment 

it feels that way

 

I know that the rendering pain

I feel when my minds knives pierce my chest

are just feelings of grief?

but still, it doesn’t stop hurting

 

and of course

the dense fog hovering

over the river will always pass

and

 the dark clouds which bring rain

will eventually move

 onto the other side of the road

giving way to beautiful sunshine

and if I’m really lucky a rainbow?

 

all these things I know

but of love?

what of love?

of love…

 

I am still completely lost.