If love can fade,
Then so can pain.
The hurt that once stayed,
Disperse with the rain.

If love can falter,
Then so can trust.
The bond we thought stronger,
Now reduced to mere dust.

If love can dwindle,
Then so can hope.
The dreams we used to cuddle,
Now replaced by a slippery slope.

If love can perish,
Then so can joy.
The happiness we cherish,
Replaced by life's ploys.

If love can wither,
Then so can beauty.
The looks that made us quiver,
Now irrelevant, reduced to duty.

If love can lose its luster,
Then so can charm.
The attraction we used to muster,
Now deemed to cause harm.

If love can be fleeting,
Then so can passion.
The fire we thought unyielding,
Now turned into an ashen.

If love can wilt,
Then so can desire.
The lust we used to indulge in,
Now put out like an old fire.
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