This Love
This love
You expect it to hold you and engulf you
Protecting you from every harm
It’s supposed to be the sanctuary
That sets away everything that harms you
It’s the sweetness and warmth
That rains comfort and overwhelming ease
It is the goodnight before you sleep
The first ray of sunlight that hits you when you wake
It is the perfect calm afternoon you long for after a busy day
The blanket that robs away your cold
And your warmest bath on a Monday night
It isn’t supposed to make your heart twinge
With a surreal ache
That deprives you from seeing the fireworks at New Year’s Eve
As every spark hits the sky, your heart obnoxious, filling with saddening joy
Denning you from every beginning you wanted to have
As the minutes start to end
It keeps you from loving
And loving with your all
Leaving you hanging on your pillow
As the darkness subsides
Thinking of how it was
The last time ago
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