The Truth About Love
What is love anymore?
Pain, sadness, hurt
I remember the joy of love
It's beautiful
So why is it short lived?
Broken shards of glass on the floor
A memory of what once was
Whole, full, and full of hope
You think you see everything clearly
But it's not until it's broken
Do you see the imperfections
Mistakes, regrets, screams
Can we ever clean
The mess we made?
You can piece a mirror back together
Just like love
But it will never be the same
You see the flaws bigger than before
The perfection you once saw
Gone
Replaced by an empty submission of acceptance
But can it be better?
Or will it only fail again
Shattered pieces falling down
Numb, cracked, china doll
Grasping for what you once had
But it's not there
The fragile pieces remain
Painful truth hits you
Can't fix what's broken
You may never be fully whole
But who is?
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