Poetry 12.9.2020

The Business of Love

My war torn heart is closed for business,
I only know how to need you,
And how to make you need me too.
So I go around and around,
Looking for my perfect person,
And it’s never you,
Cause it can’t be true.

For if it were true,
I’d have to admit the war is over,
That I lost, and there’s no more battles.
I’d have to do the one thing
That I swore I’d never do.
I’d have to open up shop,
And surrender to love.

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