To my love
My love it bitters me,
it quivers me,
Our intense love reaction,
Was only a short lived love attraction,
My heart beats slower per hour,
As I see our love as a dying flower.
They say love is blind,
Yet all I want is to rewind,
Blue was the color of your eyes,
I remember as my heart cries,
It's rumored life changes for the better,
Although I'd die to feel your warm yellow sweater,
Love lost so soon,
I miss her by the crack of noon,
My heart is left with wither and fright,
There's no repair in sight,
Feeling my blood slowly clumping,
Severed soul no longer jumping,
My past heart so red,
Nothing left but a new heart dead.
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