Where does love go when it is lost
Is there a black hole filled with it, 
Or a rehab for love used up?
Perhaps somewhere love takes refuge from the storm
Of relationships gone wrong
Does it really ever disappear;
Or just dissipate?

His soft blue irises
Lock with hers of cheerful green.
So enthralled by her lover,
Hand in hand side by side
This is it.
Simplicity at its best.

His steely blue eyes
Lock with hers of darkened jade.
Striking fear in all her being,
Smack for smack hit for hit
This is sick.

Love. (to fight)
Fight. (for love)
Repeat.