Love hurts

Love hurts
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Love stains.
Love hurts.
I have sat in my room and thought about you.
How you always made me laugh… and smile
and you would always make it worth the while,
but then you left.
You will see it when it comes…
but when it goes you will become clueless,
alone,
afraid
searching for hope.





3 thoughts on “Love hurts”

  1. I really love your poem it comes from the heart. I think it make us understand that theres always a love that hurts you more that you can ever expect it to.

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