True to nature, I must say
That it's never easy as people make it.
The heartache it brings, yet the
Joy it develops into also.
Whoever knew that a four-letter
Word could be so complicated and Fragile.
Never did I think I would weep in its effects,
But here I am looking at my wall, hoping
That one day I would have the patience to go through the
The torment of love again. Hopefully, my heart
Does not cry as much and hopefully happiness
Will stay a bit longer.
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Love on a Thread
PoetryI haven't lived life long enough to speak eloquently about the identity of love. But I think that through the experience I have regarding it, I can talk about the complexities of it. In this book of poems, I will talk about love from every angle it...
