Love Bombs

Undivided attention Continuous compliments Constant affection Holding hands Making plans Flowers and cards Reassurance It's ok let down your guard Placed on a pedestal Magical Intimate desires Souls and hearts catching fire Lust Apprehensive fears turned to dust Suddenly everything stops Like frozen hands on an old run down clock Invisible Hate fueled words Cold hearted rejection Hands left bruised and bleeding afterwards Cancelled plans Dead flowers and ripped up cards She let down her guard Knocked off the pedestal Unimaginable Intimacy dead Souls and hearts turned to ice instead Disgust Fears become real losing trust