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.
Copyright © Hosea Griffith | Year Posted 2009
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