Frail Love

Lying awake at night I begin to wonder what it's like, to live without someone by your side.

Each thought only brought more clouds to my mind, as it slowly started to rain on the inside.

To live without love would be a torture unwelcome, poking at my unprotected fragile mind.

Long ago I once knew what it was to have a love to hold on to, once again for love i must set out to find.

As frail as a rose to the winds of a raging storm, the love swayed from side to side.

As the rain fell so did the tears from a heart so fragile, with nowhere to turn or to confide.

Slowly the love faded as does the sun as it sinks towards night, splitting the two who "cared."

So much trust was shattered as the bullet of deceit hit the barrier, wishing they would be spared.

So many promises were broken in so little of time, Cupid's arrow couldn't even heal the deepened scars.

The whispers of the wind carried the cries of help, while tears glistened under the light of the stars.

Hope remains to find a cure for the tragedy at hand, but only due time can heal unclosable wounds alone.

But can hope alone stand against the tide of sorrow, as the two paths of love soon start turning to stone?