Love Leaves You Vulnerable
Your shield, pieced by the sting of betrayal,
your fears get exposed
for all to see.
And reason races through the gauntlet
of choices available;
each a dagger piercing your heart.
You woke from a dream composed of reality
defused with imagination;
whereas love was tentative yet so precious,
as to awe you with its beauty;
and scare you with its fragility.
You poured out your soul and cried aloud
over the pain that love had unleashed.
What was left unsaid were empty words,
there were no simple answers.
Once love was hot, passionate, and on fire,
but that degree of love leaves you vulnerable;
like a moth to a flame.
The moth cannot help being a moth
with all its faults and desires;
while the flame cannot be anything other than a flame.
And so, the meeting of the two,
although spectacular, is short-lived.
Like a moth to fire's flame, he seduced you
with the beauty of his words, and you fell prey to their magic,
only to realize that love was but an illusion;
destined to disappear.
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