An interesting situation,
Certain weakness, fervent lust,
Love starved idealization,
Unrelenting lack of trust.
Relics cause tainted intuition,
Heart gives way to mind.
Hateful blackened superstition,
Growing deeper still, with time.
The strongest love could not withstand,
Irrational thought.
But you love you, and I love me,
And love eachother not.
Or so would seem this failing love,
Such time we spend apart.
Forgetful of the promises,
You promised at the start.
Though something traps me in this love,
Some fear of letting go.
Nothing else can change this now,
But you already know.
Rebecca Anne
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