Alex Sloan
Joined October 2018
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Love
They say Love falls without reason as do petals pulled violently from a rose. People don't smell the scent until taken away from their nose. Blank space is the only answer to the situation at hand, nothing to hold on to nothing to lead you back to land. Only memories comfort your lost soul, eating away at your heart like tiny creatures that take away each and every part. Drowning in a sea of tears held captive by the anchor of fear. Trying to keep your head straight and focus on what's in front of you, you stupidly ask if it was really even true. With the oxygen left in your bones all you can say is "I Love You.”
By Alex Sloan6 years ago in Poets