This Love

This love You expect it to hold you and engulf you Protecting you from every harm It’s supposed to be the sanctuary That sets away everything that harms you It’s the sweetness and warmth That rains comfort and overwhelming ease It is the goodnight before you sleep The first ray of sunlight that hits you when you wake It is the perfect calm afternoon you long for after a busy day The blanket that robs away your cold And your warmest bath on a Monday night It isn’t supposed to make your heart twinge With a surreal ache That deprives you from seeing the fireworks at New Year’s Eve As every spark hits the sky, your heart obnoxious, filling with saddening joy Denning you from every beginning you wanted to have As the minutes start to end It keeps you from loving And loving with your all Leaving you hanging on your pillow As the darkness subsides Thinking of how it was The last time ago