A minds reflex to the body’s urge,
Open hands upon your heart,
A wonder of delight it seems,
A hard squeeze.

It’s the way you say hello,
It’s the way you smile,
It’s the way you cry,
When your left alone.

The happiness in your walk,
The joy in laugh,
The ach when u crumble,
When he doesn’t return.

When there’s no one to hold,
No one to talk to,
No one to comfort your pain,
When there’s no one at all.

When he leaves you often,
In the worst of time,
You’re left to drown in your sorrows,
With no surface.

In constant misery,
From middle to end,
Love is nothing but guaranteed insanity,
And a mindless lust of sin.

Juley
July-2003
 
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