Love
Love cannot be measured by units
It's not physics
Funny thing though
Because in your case, you're wrong
Your love is like a circular motion
Spinning and spinning around at a constant velocity
You're under two forces of tension
One on your left
The one that left you behind
but changed her mind
And one on your right
The one who took the fight
and stayed with all her might
With this in hand, you spin vertically
Uncertain
Unknowing which one will be snapped
allowing inertia to direct you where to be
No, instead you remain in this state of confusion
In anticipation of what will occur next
Wondering when this will end
And when you will finally be at peace
But there's no rush is there?
No
This will keep going until possibly one of the ropes will wear down and tear
Leaving by default
But will this be certain to happen?
No
If so would it be easy to bare?
Would it be even remotely possible?
...
Too much to take in?
Too much to process?
Don't fret young one
All will clear that clouded mind
Yet not a clue to what's to come
But say goodb--
~Catherine
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PoetryThese are just a collection of some of my poems; they have a pretty depressing tone to it.
