But What Of Love?

Teddy.15

 

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 feelings of grief

but still, it doesn’t stop me hurting

 

and of course

the 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 sun

and if I’m really lucky a rainbow

 

all these things I know

but of love?

what of love?

 

I am still completely lost.

  • Author: Teddy.15 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 3rd, 2023 05:42
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments6

  • Neville



    its what makes the world go round .. and like the great song say's 'love hurts yet of course, we can never get enough of it, can we .. ❤️

    • Teddy.15

      No we cannot, I adore this subject as I know you do, you said it perfectly ❤️ thank you dear Nev.

    • orchidee

      A fine write T.

      • Teddy.15

        Thank you Mr O 🤗

      • Christina8

        A wonderful write Teddy! I think most of us as we get older have felt the sting of loss

        • Teddy.15

          So very true dear Cristina thank you ❤️

        • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

          Sad writing , yet nicely expressed .. like your mention of nature in this .. yes , feelings of sadness can pass but it’s difficult place to be in ,

          • Teddy.15

            Sure love is so many things my dear Rose. ❤️ Thank you

          • Bella Shepard

            A wonderfully contemplative write my friend, about an emotion we could probably spend the rest of our lives trying to understand. You phrase this conundrum exquisitely.

            • Teddy.15

              Wow, thank you much dear Bella, ❤️

            • Goldfinch60

              Love is so special in our loves and I am sure that it is within you Teddy.

              Andy

              • Teddy.15

                It is dear Andy, I am very lucky, however love has so many angles that fascinate me I cannot help but dig out all that I've experienced in my life. ❤️



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