david stasio


Love and Pain


Very few will know the pain I feel
For a piece of my heart has died.

Giving in full my heart and soul to you
Not knowing the pain it would cause

Do you too feel the pain I feel inside
Is there even a care of if I live or if I die

Like no other was the love we shared
Feelings from deep within our souls

There's a smile upon your face
Is there a tear within your heart

My heart was with yours as one
Now never to be whole again

You hold the forever missing piece
A place never to be filled again

For your love I will hold and wait
There will be no other til you return

Or I lay within my grave. 

Submitted: Saturday, January 04, 2014
Edited: Saturday, January 04, 2014

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  • Ramesh Rai (2/26/2014 11:49:00 PM)

    Fire without smoke is unexpected, Love without pain in also unexpected. Invite you to read my poem related to love and pain. A beautiful write. (Report) Reply

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