How Love Can Hurt

SHE fled from me who once sought my grace
with tender steps in my room’s quiet place
i saw her gentle, tame, and oh so meek
now wild, forgetful, and she never seeks
those times she ventured close to share a crumb
now she roams, restless heart on the run
forever chasing change beneath the sun

Thanks to chance, it’s been another way
often better, but one stands clear as day
in delicate array, with a gentle fall
her gown slipped, arms around me, soft and small
sweet kisses whispered, “Dear heart, how do you feel?”
in moments shared, too precious, too real

No dream this was, my eyes wide awake
yet now, all’s turned by my tender ache
into a strange new form of forsaking
her kindness grants me leave, but still i’m breaking
while she seeks new thrills, my heart’s left shaking
but treated kindly thus, i yearn to see
what fate she’ll find, what will her heart decree?

I have seen your face before. I saw, with my own eyes
how a soul was incinerated by just a few words.

Oh, how long. How long before it’s my life?
Oh, how long.

My love hurts.

:: 07.07.2024 ::