It started soft, like all things do,
With love that felt too good, too true.
We floated high on whispered dreams,
Caught in a never-ending stream.
Your eyes were bright, your touch was warm,
A perfect calm amidst life’s storm.
In every glance, our futures shone,
A love that claimed us as its own.
But soon, a shadow found its place,
A look, a word, a change in pace.
The love that once could light the night
Turned cold and dim, devoid of light.
You raised your voice, I fired back,
Two hearts derailed from love’s smooth track.
The words we threw were sharp as knives,
Cutting deep, destroying lives.
I hated you—I swear I did—
For every truth you kept well hid.
For every slight, for every tear,
For turning love to something feared.
Your eyes, once soft, were filled with fire,
We played with pain, we danced with ire.
Each shout, each scream, a blazing dart,
That ripped apart our fragile heart.
But hate, it twists, it tangles tight,
And soon, we both lost track of right.
The love we knew, the vows we made,
Now buried deep in hurt and shade.
Confusion bloomed like midnight fog,
We lost ourselves in every slog.
Why did we fight? What brought the rage?
Were we just actors on a stage?
I questioned love, you questioned me,
We spun around, both blind to see.
Was this the end of all we knew?
Had we destroyed what once felt true?
But in that haze, a flicker stayed—
A memory of when love obeyed.
When your touch healed, when mine consoled,
When all the anger turned to gold.
I reached for you, though hands were cold,
You took mine back, though hearts felt bold.
And through the storm, a whisper rose,
The love beneath the hurt still glows.
The hatred waned, the anger thinned,
Like leaves that scatter in the wind.
Your eyes met mine, not sharp but warm,
A beacon through our endless storm.
We cried, we talked, we faced the pain,
And with each word, love bloomed again.
In every breath, the fog was clear,
The love that stayed was always near.
For love’s not perfect, nor is hate—
It’s tangled up in fickle fate.
But through it all, we rose above,
Two hearts that found their way to love.
I pulled you close, you held me tight,
And in that moment, all felt right.
The hate, confusion, all erased—
In love’s embrace, we found our place.
We kissed, and in that kiss, we knew,
The war was done, the sky turned blue.
For every fight that brought us low,
Made the making-up overflow.
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Wonderfully written 🌺
Thank you very much, Julie! Have a blessed and wonderful night. 😎
Wow! Beautiful! 😎👏
Thank you very much, Darryl! 😎
Ouch! Felt the pain though
Thank you very much, Laura! I’m glad the emotion came through, even if it was a bit painful to read. 😎
Thank you for sharing this heartfelt exploration of love’s complexities. Your words are a moving testament to the resilience and beauty of a love that endures through both the highs and the lows.
Thank you very much, Willie! I appreciate your kind words. I’m glad it resonated with you. I hope you have a blessed and wonderful day. 😎
Beautifully written—a journey through love😊
Thank you very much, Daisy! I appreciate your kind words. I hope you have a blessed and wonderful day. 😎