Forever Never

There was a time when poetry,

Was a vessel to carry to my love,

Sweet words written glowingly,

On the elegant wings of a dove,

Then the world fell at my feet,

And every sweet word faltered,

And with a skip of my heartbeat,

My dreams were forever altered,

I meant it when I said forever,

But little did I know that fate,

Is as cruel as it is clever,

Trying to swap love for hate,

And how easy it would be,

To sing songs of anger and pain,

But then you might not see,

What has always been so plain,

That there really is only just one,

And posing pictures cannot hide,

That my love will never be undone,

But I think you already knew that,

...deep inside.

So again I say I meant it about forever,

Even if now what that really means for us,

...is never.