Every love is a new and different love

Is it the playful chase The innocent discovery The carefree connectivity Of our youth Is it the outlined criteria Designed and designated Set by our dreams and goals Set in stone to crumble Is it that freeing moment When we just knew When I stood by his side Through to death Is it the messy memories Of a drunken misfits dream Leading us through the desert To another bar of separation Is it the calm convenience The perfect formula for peace The support we always craved Which lacks desire Or is it the wolf That shattered all my illusions Fostered my delusions Shook me from my place of love Cracked my DNA Birthed my fear Killed my nostalgia Fueled my obsession I don't know what love is after all

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