Poetry

I fell in love and lost my heart
and that was why it tore apart.
The love given wasn't returned
by the one for whom it had yearned.
 
It all seemed so sad at the time
I often thought it was a crime.
But then I could be so naive
early in life's path to believe.
 
Nature's hand had dealt me a blow
and recovery was very slow.
Everyone I asked was futile
in answering to make me smile.
 
I sought for love in wrong places
and all I got was strange faces;
looking back at me with contempt
'cause in their heart love was exempt.
 
Rejection is a dreadful thing
and everyone has felt its sting.
A love you may feel for someone
is best experienced as fun.
 
Never force love on another
even if they're a real brother
You'll just draw them further away
and who knows what else is at play.
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