There will
come a time
when you
will have to choose between him and me.
For though
all is fair in love and war
none is fair
in friendship and love.
This lust of
the soul
between those
who see beyond the physical
but are not
blessed
to lie on a
bed of roses
walk down
golden paths
towards the
sunset.
One will
always get hurt.
I shall not
wait
for that
time to come
for you to
break my heart
each piece
carried away by doves
not to be
feasted upon by vultures
for you care
enough
to want to piece
it back together
but it will
be too late,
those in
glass houses
should never
throw stones.
My love
if you love
something let it go
it may never
come back
but you will
rest in the faith
that you did
the right thing.
Let the
stars shine in the night
even if it
means hiding the immaculate rays of your
moonlight
for when the
sun rises in the morning
yours will
be a rainbow in the morning dew
a memory of
times shared together
a smile for
the joys that lie ahead.
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