Maybe we need to spend more time together
Maybe we need to go on a trip
“Maybe I need to wear a sexy lingerie for him”
She mused over his infidelity so much,
That words marched
Out of the valley of her mind.
She was torn between heart and mind.
The battle for her future had never been so grand.
She knew love would wane,
Fuck! She knew love would fade,
But never lie,
But never die.
So as she sat on the rock facing the ocean,
She saw her emotions
Mirrored in the motion of the ocean.
How could he?
Why would he?
Alas! The waves calmed
And her thoughts disarmed.
Maybe love is meant to lie
Maybe love is meant to wane
Maybe love is meant to break us
In order to remake us.
Maybe love is meant to drown us
For only then, do we know it’s depths