Daggers And Hearts

your life is all about what you make of it; not what others think of it

Love Lost

From spending hours together in a day,

To spending little to no time;

A little love was lost.

 

From phone calls which lasted hours,

To texting for a couple of minutes;

A little love was lost.

 

From apologizing for the littlest of things,

To letting ego come in the way;

A little love was lost.

 

From professing love every minute of everyday,

To fighting like cats and dogs every other day;

A little love was lost.

 

From noticing the smallest of things,

To leaving the biggest unnoticed;

A little love was lost.

 

With each passing day, every unspoken word,

Unexpressed feeling and unnoticed change;

All of the love was lost.

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This entry was posted on March 4, 2020 by in Poetry and tagged , , , , .