Mortal Love
you
did something.
something that hurt my
very heart.
will i
ever forgive you
for what you
have done to me?
you made me look
like a fool.
a fool that was sprung over
your very being.
will i ever forgive myself
for not forgiving you?
well there is no need to
because my love for you is worn out.
you see my love was immortal
to anything that tried to kill it.
but when you did what you did,
you took its immortality.
then my love became mortal.
and everytime i thought of what you did,
when you went behind my back,
disrespecting me and my morals,
and made out with my best friend,
my love for you lessened
until
i didn't love you at all.
my immortal love
became and will stay
my mortal love
because of you.
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