Can a broken heart truly feel these things?
It is willing to be shattered yet again,
for the sake of a fool's fancy called love.
Feelings new bring to life memories old.
The mind laughs at the heart for ignorance,
continually searching for its mate.
The heart carries on despite the wounds
trusting in a force unseen it trudges on.
Willing to accept the ultimate pain again,
for a promise to be fulfilled.
Its hope is that the one that could do the most damage
would bring the most joy.
For when it finds its match
Love will find its home
Security intertwining the two,
forever, together, in the promise made so long ago.














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These words are my own!
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