Bad December
"How can I move on, when I'm still in love with you?" I was confused, this is not love. This is not how love is supposed to be. Who says love is going to hurt? Love is supposed to heal, not adding to the wound. I reckon I don't get the love in your definition In your specification It is my intervention Now it is a clarification That this is a sacrification. This is not a love poem It is a sign of vengeance To you Within my silence.