Love Bungled
On the edge of a tear her world is bungled
so is her love life yet she feels alive
She doesn’t recognize what she’s feeling
Sadness deep in her throbbing heart
She senses her aloneness her loneliness
Surprisingly good in some strange way
There’s a certain sturdiness about it
Or maybe that’s only her cynical core
Being proven right again
Makes her almost chuckle
She feels to the depths of her heart
A tenderness of no parallel
She’s somehow happy to realize
her heart not totally turned to stone
She’s actually let someone in so deep
She can be touched even stirred
Did she ever tell you
She doesn’t really believe in love
It’s for the chosen few
For others, not everyone, not her
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
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