A Love that Rose and Fell.
Once we shared a love that was virgin,
whole in all aspects,
that our flaws would never emerge,
and the love we intertwine,
will never break us apart.
A love that was a perfect rose,
with no imperfections,
Besides the too much of the perfection,
of a love we showed to the other.
We set aside our futures,
to reblance with the other.
For longing past goals once seeded,
beliefs,
we truly believed in,
were so easily forgotten.
We forgot,
the seed that created us.
We grew past the hope,
we once sowed for ourselves.
To only trumple upon,
our once hard beliefs we easily,
tried to never cascade away from.
We made room for the other,
to be further from another,
from being you.
The flows of love,
bring us together,
but toss the other,
away.
What was once your belief,
becomes a degradation of your future,
becoming into the ebbing belief of,
it’s our future,
just toss out the other.
No longer are you the man you were,
no longer do you become the man you were told yourself to be,
for love has torn you apart.