(So) This Is Love

Chilled, air runs

Skin, bones tremble

Thunder, boom; of destruction

Thick, dry, red; mistaken for paint

Motionless mounds, kept untouched

Light; day begins, Dark; night ends

Neverending eternity

Water drops, without rain

Pain stayed, without wound

Hope left; all in shame

Sorrow went, and came again

Now all they see, are shades of grey

This is dedicated to my two friends who have recently been heartbroken. Even if they weren't going out with someone. This poem is something I think everyone came relate to. Thanks for reading.

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