Transport of Love
Love starts off as a train,
Speeding down a tunnel that seems to last forever,
And you would love nothing more than for it to be eternal,
Sometimes, the person next to you leaves,
And another sits down to take their place,
But there’s always someone new to keep you company, if only you wait
Love eventually becomes a car along a road,
Where arguments become bumps,
Then become nails in the road,
And it’s easy to get a flat.
But take a breath,
Too many times do people abandon a car,
That just needs a new tire
Love’s final transformation is a boat,
Where a storm is rare,
But never impossible,
You and your partner have overcome the bumps of the road,
And are now smooth sailing,
The everyday ocean you once thought of monotonous, is now what you live for
And you’re surrounded by an ocean of content
Unfortunately, like all good things,
It must come to an end,
One day life will force you to dock,
Whether you want to or not.
Appreciate the rush of the train,
The smoothness of the road,
The peacefulness of the boat,
Because you never know when
your train will derail,
Your car crashes,
Or your boat capsizes,
So love who you love, with all you have
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