I keep thinking
We are on the same side
Me and love, everytime
Yet
I discover otherwise, everytime
Doesn't matter whose heart was used
By love, to touch and destroy me
Love is the one thing
I am capable of giving so well
Yet
It comes back to me as a chalice from hell
The one I need to sip from everyday
Hoping I buid resistance to the pain
But every time I take a break from drinking
It comes back stronger in the next sip
To haunt me again, but to leave me alive
Like I have to get used to,
How in this one lifetime
Love can destroy me, in multiple.
-hope I didn't miss the sip today
Al
- Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 28th, 2023 09:28
- Category: Love
- Views: 6
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