Thursday 25 August 2011

LOVE



But it's not a choice is it;
You find yourself in a river,
when you don't remember flying down the stream
It's like drowning in the ocean,
when the last time you checked you were standing safely above the sand
It's bite you didn't feel
now the venom is creeping into your skin, attacking your cells
taking over, you're trying to stay alive, but the poison
is in control, it's intoxicating your brain
You try to fight it, but you can't, every thoughts leads you back there
you think and think and think until you are exhausted
and even then you are still not out of thoughts
round and round they go
You chose to stop,
you fight against it,
but its useless
I didn't chose you,
nor did you chose me,
but after what i learnt by loving you
if it was a choice
I would choose to stop loving you
I would also choose to love you all over again

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