How quickly love can be deranged-
One moment is sweet serenity,
And the next you can be completely estranged.
Two people who once shared all-
A path in life and a heart to direct-
No longer keep each other from the fall.
Little can be said but that the pain
Finds a way into every corner of the heart that
Once had only love running through its veins.
And we begin to live so differently
Without the warmth of the other’s mind
Listening and loving intently.
It becomes an illness of the heart,
BUT this disease has a cure:
An incision to rid yourself of that part.
Into that space we transplant new veins,
To replace those that have died.
And a new heart begins to nourish what remains.
AND soon this heart becomes more dear,
Because of the pain it helped us endure.
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