Love is a song,
I often forget the lyrics to
Because it changes over time.
Multiple variations in its verses and tunes.
Love is a place that is rarely constant
It changes its roots very often.
The place's glamour isn't all that relevant
Nor any season.
Love is not bound by time
Sometimes like fireworks,
Bright and brief.
Sometimes its a connection that cannot be broken over years.
Love is a habit I fall in and out of
Because people come and go
I think its changing it's tune, growing new roots.
I think I'm beginning to forget again.
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Inside Her Mind.
PoetryThis little bunch of poems that I am writing is 'how' I feel sometimes 'what' I feel sometimes... these are views towards life and relationships with people and all my compressed thoughts expressed.... They reflect me people I know and what they wan...
