Love Hurts
Or: When you're not sure whether you've been hitting the Fast Forward or Pause button on your life's remote control for the last 2 years.
It’s all pretend,
Living out a play,
An escape from a life without you,
No time to stop or delay.
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Filling the hole you left behind,
I don’t go home alone these days,
An escape from a life without you,
One that temporarily numbs the pain.
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It’s all make believe,
Escapism; distraction.
Though their faces change,
They’re a part of my refusal to acknowledge,
That these ashes –
Are all that’s left of our flame.
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You've left for good,
But I keep chasing that high,
Anything to avoid the sharp, painful grind,
That relentless stabbing and strangling,
With each morning, as I open my eyes,
You’re still the first thing on my mind.
About the Creator
Patrick H
Thank you, your honor. With God's help I'll conquer this terrible affliction.
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P.H. - An interesting selection of eclectic offerings. As I scoll through them I've *Subscribed with pleasure. "Love hurts ~ Love Scars"...! Everly Brothers 50ish. Jay Jay Kantor, Chatsworth, California 'Senior' Vocal Author - Vocal Village Community -