A count down,
Just two hours
To another day,
Expecting the best
Despite the worst
We had experience
The day before.
Love is light
That defies gravity
Reaching the sky,
Though sometimes abstract
In empty words,
Yet we long
For it daily.
It brings wonders
Pushing us far
Beyond the frontiers
Of our horizon,
During our cravings,
Yet it slides
From every grasp,
As yesterday's love
Is today's hatred.
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