Lovesick Dues

Heart wrapped in a thousand knots Befuddled with How to feel or what to do All it knows Is blue It questions if our love was true Or just a passing romance In the Dark Ages A pain that one day we’ll see As a way we grew Time passes begrudgingly As it consistently tethers to the past Whilst recognizing the present As dark and mean A light of plight A rosy memory of days Holding each other Or time spent on the phone Are like a hurricane of darkness Whirling through the mind As the hours go by The sun gives way To a new hope While the moon still —its’ arms ‘round a lie