I've tasted love
and have wasted love;
so encased in love
I be 💘
I've lost the fight
and have tossed at night;
turned and churned until
I'd breathe 💔
So what of love?
The rut of love;
just a cut above
I be 🖤
The story bleeds
in all it reads,
but all you need
to see 💗
is this love's
like every love
that could ever be 💞
And all that's strange
and rearranged
is all that's changed in me 💝