The loves that make you love.
An unpersuasive emotional intellect
That weaves a shrine in us,
with shades of burning coal.
Loves that make you love.
A timed transience that slowly departs when it has taught us how to be
A love that makes someone love.
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Hiraeth
PoetryWe leave a part of us every time we move forward in life, and sometimes, we turn back and look at those aged memories and long for them. Here is an ode to the memories lost, memories that are now a hiraeth, a homesickness.
