Choice of Love
She wishes this love would turn cold
This care would run away
Independence would visit a second time
Untangle her from this tango of virtues and vices
She wonders where she went wrong
Is it this choice of love?
Every other day, her heart hurts
Every other day, her eyes dew
Every other day, her mind goes ablaze
Is it this choice of love?
Always rosy this life she didn’t envision
For even roses bloom and at some point faint
Neither did she imagine losing her contented self
Is it this choice of love?
She tries to make it work-
But each try meets a pull;
She got entwined with lies and infidelity
It seems to a heart that breaks more than it loves
In love she grew with the “truth” that hid these facts
And as the “truth” deforms, facts surface
She wishes she’d fallen in
Then she wouldn’t have grown fond of eternity
She wouldn’t have given herself wholeheartedly to the vows
She wouldn’t try so hard to make it work
She would walk out easily, patch her breaking parts apart
She wishes she’d fallen in; then she’d fall out
But she grew
And she just can’t uproot this love and care
Easy isn’t abc out the door
Copyright © Grace Mutindi | Year Posted 2015
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