love is a strange thing.
one minute,
it's strong and passionate.
the next,
it's absent and hollow.
. . . sometimes i wonder
if you ever truly felt it
for me.
i confess, i am confused now.
how does it feel
to be loved?
to not be left by someone
you can trust to always be there?
. . . i'm terrified.
people can come and go
so easily . . .
who will be next to leave?
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strengthened by force
PoetrySometimes we don't choose if we're strong, because we have to be. We cannot choose the cards we are dealt with, but we can choose our reaction. __________________________________ STRONG (strông) adj. strong·er, strong·est 1. a. Physically powerful...
