I fear the lost of love I grasp,
The sacrifices for its persistence,
The wisdom no longer accepts reason,
A wounded heart deeply cut in anguish.
The annoying feeling of unfaithfulness,
Conviction and trust put into test,
Broken and weary from deceitfulness,
Feeling beyond the boundaries.
A whisper to forgive and forget,
Yet dignity and pride cannot accede,
Tears racing back to its place,
Tough mind weaken by a gentle heart.
Is love adequate antidote for all the hurts?
The promise vows, do you still recall?
A string of tiny line between love and hate,
But who am I not to forgive?
A heartbreaking humbling moment,
To love even when it still hurts,
Strength is readily available to clutch,
By God who permit all these to transpire.
