Dear Love

Love,

Why must you play this cruel game

Is it irony that you seek?

Only to show me what I cannot hold

I know how fragile she is

I will not break her like the ones before

I would be perfect for her if I could

Alas, I am but just a man

Yes I stumble, but I will not fall

I am strong from the pain you blessed me with

Is this another lesson you teach?

Should I learn appreciation through absence

Oh but not this time love

Her lessons are greater than yours

I no longer care what you leave me without

Only that she will always have

You’ve lost at your own game

You are beaten by your own hand

You can leave me alone

But the girl will never be without

dear love