What Is Love
Not what I thought, perhaps,
Or maybe less than I expected.
There are more unfulfilled wishes-dreams-wants
Than I'd hoped for.
Is my tearlessness tribute
Or betrayal?
I cannot tell,
Won't ask.
What else could memories of you become
But nightmare fodder?
Copyright © Carissa Marie | Year Posted 2018
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