Love contradicts everything

Harry Rolfe

Sitting on a bench head in the clouds thinking of all the things I couldn't control. I still think of her everyday like a clock ticking every-lesly and never bound to stop. I miss the feeling but also hate it, it's a way to feel everything in just one moment. She brightens the world, just like the sun illuminating everything and for everyone.

 

I'm broken inside just like a wing, snapped off left alone and will never be complete. The day she left was something I just couldn’t believe. Forever more I will remain broken inside like a clock ticking that just can’t chime. 

 

It's the best feeling but as-well as the worst. You feel it in your heart as if fire is burning with warmness igniting inside. It's a rare occasion and also an amazing sight. I envy the love I see everywhere in my life. Some see it as poison and others see it as strength. I guess the only thing to tell is, love is contradicting. You may treasure it and may be against it but all left to say is i will always love her with all my heart.

  • Author: Harry Rolfe (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 25th, 2024 00:22
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