.
( According to the poems of HP )
:::
love is the choosing of some soulless human body
To be played with
Toyed with
&
Disingenuously glorify
until
Like any other childhood toy
One gets bored with it
And discards
"""
Love is just a superficial
Desire
To have and possess
It is a feeling that never deepens
Only one that weakens
With familiarity
Until it dies under the weight
Of its inherent triteness
//
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
.
( According to the poems of HP )
:::
love is the choosing of some soulless human body
To be played with
Toyed with
&
Disingenuously glorify
until
Like any other childhood toy
One gets bored with it
And discards
"""
Love is just a superficial
Desire
To have and possess
It is a feeling that never deepens
Only one that weakens
With familiarity
Until it dies under the weight
Of its inherent triteness
//