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Love

She passed away not too long ago,
her body unable to take any more of the suffering.
Months of medicine, of rest, of healing
could not match the pressure, the burns, the pain.
But an angel came—or was it a demon?—
to take her from her agony,
and she would go, willingly but unsure,
not to her death,
but to the new life that would await her.

Her soul, now detached,
feels the sorrow of the one she left behind
whom she knows, too, will die,
only to be reborn stronger and better,
with a body less fragile as to not be broken so much,
just as she, too, one day would.

So, yes, she died on that day, as fate would have it,
but she now patiently waits for her soul to be healed
and to be given another chance at life.

Author notes

Love personified.
The "she" is the emotion, love. Her body is my "heart". Her death is the loss of a feeling. The one I left behind, the one still holding feelings that have not yet died, but will. The angel (or demon), the one who helped me realize the end.
It was a rocky end, full of suffering, but I know love will come again for both of us, and we'll both be stronger next time. (I know I will, and you seem to know you will.)

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Comments

  • Marcus-Bowlby
    June 22
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    I love this. it captures "love" or an aspect of love really well.


  • YellowPeeledYouth
    June 21
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    We're not suppose to talk, but I really love this poem so I want to compliment it. It's very beautiful... and I hope you're given another chance at life.

    Yes, we'll both be stronger. Like how Cindy would say to a break up: "Yes! You're down one person from finding 'the one!" God, I love that women.
    A true optimistic person, she is.

    Good write, Riyo.