Age ol’tale
All I ever wanted
Was to find a love,
But as quickly as it was found
Was how fast it dove,
Into the Pitts
Of “mmm”
And
“Shouldn’t of”,
Echoing
The reminder
Of the side
I use
to be on,
Is it better
To have loved & lost
Than
Never to have loved at all?
Not if that
“Lost” wound
Opens wider
With every other
Slip & fall,
Beware
Of the happening
You have to
protect your heart,
Or like those used
And abused
It’ll come back
To the start.