Selfish Love

They say that love is not selfish it is kind But when it’s not, what awful carnage it leaves behind. Strange feelings crowd your inner space Tears find a resting place upon your lovely face. Some people have no heart to give So find others some to thieve And yet it runs out like water though a sieve. Purge your soul of this painful memory Avoid the reminders like an allergy He stole your heart you lost control The tears your broken heart console Your heart will find its place Take each day at its pace You will emerge from this it’s certain It is not the end nor final curtain Like all colours have a hue And the grass it’s morning dew You will survive and this is true.