Once for love…

I grieve for love, not for a broken heart. Breaking, broken…being forsaken. Love hurts, it does, it stings. It tastes sweet, lingering bitterness. It scorch, ruthless of course. I grieve, relieved.

Scars excruciates, memories of yesterdays. I grieve, for love, for once I had. I bled, I shed. Tears, I beg. Darkness, have mercy, I plead. Cold and empty, I grieve for love.

For once, I stood. In love, I called. Frustrating, daring. I grieve, for love. For what I could no longer have, fleeting. I grieve, for love. For once, I had, I grieved..for the one I used to love.