It's a sad thing when you don't know what you love anymore.
What do I love to do?
I don't really know that there's love involved in the things I do.
I don't love what I used to do because it hurts.
I have only past loves..
those things I once loved..
but there's no love.
I don't really love anymore.
This is very relatable and
This is very relatable and most resonant! In our picking up and moving on we often leave loves behind, hardly ever looking back after.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
That is sooooo true.
That is sooooo true.
Starward-Led [in Chrismation, Januarius]