i know we all feel this way
about our lovers
at the time there is no other
time stands still its such a thrill
its like ecstasy combined with pain
we fear it will never last yet we hang on
we bring all of our stuff from our past
no matter how good it feels
no matter its like we want the pain
we look for the same problems
over and over again
why i ask does love feel right
as we reach for the past
old hurts of sorts
feel like comfort
why i ask
can we not find peace with love
why does it wring us out
it
keep us awake at night
reaching deep within ourselves
why do we search for this kind of love
i ask you to give me an answer
write me back in poetry, song or rhyme
i want to know why this kind of love
is always crazy and sublime........






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