Could i be love

Could i be love, and be loved
came to mind today
it seems i throw it away
as my life blossoms while it decays
the funny thing is i don’t know
my love seems to grow slow
curious of why, and how it appears
maybe lost in hurt filled years
is painful memories, and lost joy
things that now seem to annoy
when love is given so freely
as if my heart is desperate, or needy
some say they see the days that went bad
in expressions of joy, yet sad
imagining the happiness i had
could i be love, and be loved
only time will tell
while trapped in my own personal hell
a sentimental journey in time
meant to heal the wounds unkind

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