My love for you
Is like a diamond
Clear,
And brilliant,
And tough.
Forged from fire and much pressure.
False love from past lives is glass.
Deceptively bright,
But brittle.
Reflecting only what you wish to see
Without disclosing the hollowness within.
And when it shatters,
Its savage shards draw blood,
Leaving you with scars.
My love would never hurt you.
My love, you see, is real.
Jul 6, 2012
Jul 6, 2012 at 10:07 AM UTC
My love for you
Is like a diamond
Clear,
And brilliant,
And tough.
Forged from fire and much pressure.
False love from past lives is glass.
Deceptively bright,
But brittle.
Reflecting only what you wish to see
Without disclosing the hollowness within.
And when it shatters,
Its savage shards draw blood,
Leaving you with scars.
My love would never hurt you.
My love, you see, is real.
