The Regurgitation of Emotive Illustrations

PIECES OF LOVE.

it was a rather peaceful moment
torn under the raging sea.

for it silences the noises
whimpers of fears.

courage was optional
for fear did not exist.

it's a conjuration
of fallen debris in your heart.

for it didn't matter
if mine was torn apart.

the hold was tight
my faith was strong

that singular action
altered the very course of life.

inevitably brokened
many, many pieces of love.

the emptiness
residing in this shell.

i'd forgotten what pain felt.

no longer see
silence was peace.

because it no longer matters
if hope was bleak.

a soft tap on the table
an end to the story.

when you turn back to see
love.

it never exist.