It is until it isn't,
But that's how love always goes.
And a candle is still burning,
Till the moment it goes out.
You are until you aren't,
There is no 'falling out of love'.
For it's a slow and steady climb up,
From the edge where you had jumped.
You want her until you don't,
It doesn't matter if she hasn't stopped.
For two hearts make good company,
But one only makes for none.
You're loving until you're not,
And it's just as simple as that.
For it is until it isn't,
And you are until you aren't.
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The Diary of a Fallen Girl
PoetryThere is no relief. Only love, And death. *** This is dedicated to everyone who has broken my heart before. Thank you. *** {Highest Ranking: #315 in poetry} {Trigger Warning}
