With each breath, my heart doth ache,
A love betrayed, a bond to break.
Yet still I hold on, dear to thee,
Hoping that love may yet set us free.
The sting of deceit, a dagger's thrust,
A heart in pain, with broken trust.
Yet still I love, with all my might,
Hoping that love will make things right.
For love is strong, a force divine,
A flame that burns, a light to shine.
And though the hurt may never fade,
My love for you will never abate.
So I will stay, with hope in sight,
And hold on tight, with all my might.
For though betrayal may have come,
Love will endure, and we'll overcome.
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To The Person I Loved And Lost
PoetryTo the girls with trust issues, to the girls who are always the poet never the poem, to the girls who are always the angel never the God, to all the girls of illicit affairs(swifties),to the girls who are always the other woman,to the girls of "you...
