Sircharlesthepoet

Do we love people?
Or do we want to love?
Do we love the idea of loving someone?
Do we want something non-existent—that a dreamer had waved into imagination
However long ago?
How can it truly be love if
A heartbreak strikes, pain soars high as kites
Then you don’t love ‘em no mo’?
Should true love be perishable?

@sircharlesthepoet