Pen and ink
How we're to think
Yet a glimpse of space
Reason to avoid the gaze.

Your love was pearl
Made my dark world swirl
Yet a glimpse of ego
Strapped me far ago.

My words were sharp
But they never gave up
Yet a glimpse of denial
Sent the love to the trial.

A storm it was
Even on a summer
Smiles that should last
Rather ended in bummer
We may break.
We may shatter.
Love is what we make.
And we can make it better.


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