Ever since my heart is living,
It's always miserably grieving,
Constantly in pain and changing tides,
Cause of how many broken it has ties. No heart has ever stayed with mine, So how can I be considered fine?
It's been longing for comfort so badly,
When is it my turn to love that gladly?
I guess Cupid loves to be kidding,
Me and my heart feel like quitting,
Can you hear me from above?
May u send me someone to show me love?
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Echoes of a Shattered Connection
PoetryNavigating the Path from Love to Loss is not in our control. No matter what we could try to do, there is only a slim chance we could actually change love's will and favourites. Love is mainly about grieving. And grief is a huge part of our life, it...
