Ah, those days of youth.
When love was fair and
None were lost in the
War of hearts.
When romance was sweeter
Than honey in the rock,
And life was like a
Spread of nutella
On warm moist bread.
Now, life is like a turnstile
Tock tock tock
The registering that
Life is more than love
And love is more than life.
Only a fool will think the
Success of a relationship
Is love.
Yet love makes us all fools.
When two paths cross,
Who decides when to let go
Who is firm on how long
The paths converge
Who comes together
To make it last?
What happens when
Two similar like-minded
Individuals meet?
What happens now,
That I've met another muse?!
