lunes, 14 de octubre de 2019

Love Will Pass

Love Will Pass

But what is love,
if not the devastation of a heart?
The rendering of the mind.
The flutter in your stomach?
The shortness of breath,
at the thought of him.
At sight, no words.
But love is insanity,
for the feeling does not last.
You are left empty wishing always,
for that which has passed.

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