Between cups of kisses He and I put back the pieces Left by past lovers Out of caprice Aborted missions We carried fissures Regretting old wishes He and I swore, no more guises Only sweet promises For every sunrise That blesses our eyes
Sometimes a love is so strong it causes nothing but destruction. A love so powerful that it damages the other person. It tears them apart and leaves them scarred for the rest of their lives wounds so deep that nothing in the world can heal. Wounds that leave you romantically paralyzed.
What if these people go about their lives convincing themselves that they're in love with another person just to get old and realize they've missed out on something truly magical.