A love letter written

Encased in a broken heart


Love done the right way

Yet ended all the same

For what

But the fickle whims of another


For none lament in torment so

Then those denied their lover’s hold

One deserts in cowardice

The other picks up the pieces


Still we struggle on

To find another

To feel that safety and warmth

In the embrace of true love


Whatever glimpse of happiness

However pale and fleeting

We would travel any distance

But from ourselves


There never was a safe place

On the battlefield of love and war

We give ourselves fully

Ignoring the folly of others

To give our hearts to another



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