It was love
The kind to be sweet in the beginning
Sweet enough to draw you in
The kind to get you hooked
Then unexpectedly turn on you
And when it did
It was a bitter kind of love
A painful kind of love
It broke the heart it mended
When it found me my heart had been shattered
When it was all over, my heart was dust
And it hurt
It hurt
It hurt
To this day I'm afraid to truly love
And it hurts even more
Because I want love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Great poetry, Angela. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks