Poetry

Love sick

You felt it didn’t you
And you got scared
To give the piece of your heart that has lived

Through the highs and lows that life has brought
But just this time you thought

Wanting to open your heart’s door
And he’ll promise it to be forever more

But instead, you ran away hoping he’ll follow
but honey, it’s not a game of hide and seek
For it’s a game of reaping what you sow

Now, take your pick
To be or not to be, love sick.

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