What could have been
Love echoes throughout the years;
Love breaks with every tear.
Love lasts for the lucky few.
Love is perfect, when love is new,
But then the cracks begin to form
And love begins to create a storm
And at the end, the slamming of the door.
All that which was, will never again be…
Love could have been so much more.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Author:
Aa Harvey (
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It could, and it can ... unless it isn't! Such is the crap-shoot that is love. Well expressed in your poem, AA.
Thank you.
"Knew the signs.
Wasn't right.
I was stupid for a while.
Swept away, by you
And now I feel, like a fool.
So confused,
My heart's bruised,
Was I ever loved by you?"
In love like in a honey pool, lost love seems drowning in a freezing pond. Nice poem.
Thank you.
"You only see what your eyes want to see.
How can life be what you want it to be?
You're frozen,
When your heart's not open.
You're so consumed with how much you get.
You waste your time with hate and regret.
You're broken,
When your heart's not open..."
I would like to title your reply " your heart's not open".
Thank you, but I'm afraid you can't as it already has a title:
'Frozen'
by Madonna.
Can't beat that. Frozen it is.
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