Intoxicating love morphed into tears and pain, it is time to let go…………..

I thought I found my true love, a friend for my soul. My old true love, my first young love, you came back to me.

Reminiscing reigns, our beautiful youthful memories , we connected like no time has passed.

Empowered with warm words I foolishly believed I was your muse.

Bedazzled with warm words my mind would silence and lose all sensibility and the heart ruled.

Your attention and devotion sounded genuine and true. The heart fell for ever word.

So caught up in feelings, I forget to think, I forget pass pains.

Your soft voice whispers sweetness and my vulnerabilities amplify but I surrender to you my love. You are my weakness.

Then from nowhere silence.

That removal is cruel, so unkind and not love, my love.

Leaving me so you can create crisis to avoid commitment, growth, to stalk shallow paths and empty highs.

Inflicting silence as a shock factor, punishment, is this an ending or intermission, you leave me hanging.

Intoxicating love morphed into tears and pain, it is now time to let go…………..forever.

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