Poem

There is something about love

Untouched, unsettled

Our hearts broken,

Our mind hazy,

There are never any answers,

There are always many questions,

We are terrified of getting hurt,

But it is unavoidable,

Irreversible,

It takes time

The tragedy of innocence lost,

The inevitable separation,

Questions keep coming,

A Painful suppression of your mind,

You find yourself staring off into the future,

A lack of light is shed on the present,

Darkness covers your eyes.

I look around,

I know I am in a pool of broken hearts,

Although sometimes I forget.

There is a sea of people.

Walking alone.

Splash.

My mind goes over our time,

A time lost,

A time I am thankful for.

The minutes, the hours,

Life is counting down.

Love is closer.

It is a choice.

You can walk

Or You can run.

But, you will forever standstill,

In my mind.