Someone teach me,
what love is all about?
I’m probably an old soul, stuck since the 90’s,
somewhere between the stars and rivers.
What are promises,
when they’re meant to be broken?
Time and again.
Why don’t we give up?
Cause we think we can’t or because we are too scared of building the bridge again?
Are we scared of starting over?
Are we fearful of our desires?
Teach me love.
The 2018 love.
The false worship of a lover and dense filth-filled lust;
Teach me!
If you can at all.
Discipline my heart because it is the master of its own acts!
My heart fought the deity and the fallen angel to destine your romance.
Without calculating its doom.
The heart is a fool but unlike yours,
it is not sly and mendacious.
Perhaps, teach me the love you know.
Either I learn foul or burn the bridge to you.