Love hurts.
It is supposed to be sweet,
Yet it's completely sour.
I ask,
"May there be any good parts?"
My brain thinks,
"Nope, at least none that I can think of".
The thing is,
Love comes with so many emotions.
Often, the word love brings me back,
To the (many) mixed feelings that I encountered.
From categorical light,
To utter and total darkness.
Back, and forth, like a see-saw:
Up, and down, over, and over again...
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The Things I wish I Knew About Love
PoetryLove is tough. In this small book of poems in which I have created, I break down what the word love really means to some of us.
