Heartache seems to be dominant in life, people becoming infatuated
with one another, thinking they cannot live without a person that
they've met and enjoyed thoroughly.
Yet it's not love, only infatuation, a false sense of love and car-
ing, hearts being broken right in the beginningof the relationship or getting married and it happens after years of being together.
Totally destroying one person who's invested all their time, heart
and soul in making both their lives a happy and comfortable, alas,
the other person doesn't always see it that way.
They become involved with someone else, therefore breaking hearts,
starting over, attaining the same type of relationship each time,
never having learned anything - continuing to cause heartache for
the ones they originally professed their love for.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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