Failure To Love.


I took on many battles
Others knowing very well I'd go on to win
Others hoping to win.

I've failed at the biggest of all.
To reciprocate and maintain a certain type of love.

Am I wrong for foreseeing what could've been.
Or I'm wrong for abandoning my heart & following my mind.

Realistically it could've worked.
Hypothetically it needed to be left.

The hurt & despair are omnipotent.
But the bliss of tomorrow is inevitable.
He that is reformed in love always loves unwittingly.

  • Author: Skhesh_14 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 7th, 2021 13:08
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