Love Lost

As I love,
So I wish to be loved,
As I care,
So I wish to be cared for,
As I tolerate,
So I wish to be tolerated,

I could go on.........

But all these are simply words,
Words with elusive meangs,
And vague interpretations,
And no meaning at all to those who choose not to listen,

To write about love means nothing,
To talk about love means nothing,
Love is an action, a reaction,
It is alive,

You cannot bring pen and paper together and make love,
You cannot even describe it very well,
But when you have it you know,

And when you lose it, you know it even more.

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◄ Cutting the Strings

How It Ends ►

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