Breathing
I wrote about love like I knew it,
But with time my love has abandoned me.
Left cold and unappreciated, I still claim to
Know the words I wrote were true.
Love given but not received is still love indeed, but
Loving another does not make them love you.
Still, I experienced the pains, the blessings and
The bliss love brings. But to love,
And to be in love are two separate things completely.
Like breathing was easy.
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