When Nothing Becomes How It Should

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Love is in the heart,
Pain is in the soul,
Somewhere in time we did part,
Now not loving whole.

I don’t know what the future holds,
It worries me everyday.
Our life untold,
Can love always stay?

Will our lost connection return?
Can we last for all time?
Or will our souls burn,
And no longer be fine?

This I think,
Each and everyday.
My heart sinks,
Not having a paved way.

This metaphorical ledge,
We have teetered for years,
Puts me on edge,
And causes many tears.

I fear the day will come,
When things crumble for good.
I fear we will be done,
When nothing becomes how it should.

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