I'm feeling numb.
I forgot...
what is love?
a vague memory.
something of the past.
a special gift
given too often,
now an unfulfilling experience
to take up time
and keep me interested
for just a little while.
but wait.
not boredom,
but sympathy
for those who need comfort.
a last ditch effort
to put this apparent evil
to good use.
burdened with the curse
of having turned cold.
romance:
dangerous thing to imitate.
the heart:
fragile entity to the touch.
some of us
will never again know love.