Love doesn’t just begin; it also inevitably falls apart. A poem on longing, illusion, and the truths we sense but choose not to see.
It captures how love begins with a spark that already knows its own ending. The quiet inevitability in the lines makes the final realization feel both tender and devastating.
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It captures how love begins with a spark that already knows its own ending. The quiet inevitability in the lines makes the final realization feel both tender and devastating.
That's exactly it. Thank you sharing. 😃
I love this 💖
Thank you for letting it in. And for sharing and subscribing.