Sometimes love like water exists
in three states: -
Ice- compound like a diamond,
The trust is pure,
Fresh like a blooming rose
Liquid- When the insecurity
creeps in,
Emotions uncollected like
demons,
But you hold in your breath
To keep the love from escaping.
Then comes the giving up,
This is the vapour state,
Your heart says, 'You deserve
better'
And you breath out- letting go.
© November 1,2011
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