Hosea Griffith Poet I do not know?

The Pain In Love

It hurts, 
sometimes, 
to Love... 
again. 
And Love, 
itself, 
hurts 
the very heart. 

But the pain, 
the excruciating pain, 
subsides. 

Love hurts, 
when you hurt. 

Love heals, 
when you heal. 

We are Love... 
It's what we were meant to be... 
what we were predestined to be... 
what we are made of. 

Pain... 
the pain in Love... 
is nothing more 
than a stage 
that some of us 
choose to stay in... 
sometimes forever. 

Love hurts... 
but only when, 
you hurt.

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Sharon Ruebel January 28, 2011 at 2:29 PM Hello hosea, I dare say a lot of us can understand this beautiful and well written piece. I have been there for so long I almost cannot remember his voice. Well done, it is lovely although sad As Always, Shar