once i had a person
i claimed i could love
i claimed i could hold
forever
once i had a person
i thought i could love
i thought i could have
someone i thought
i could dream of
when the night became
too cold to bear
once i had a person
i wished would love me
the way i loved them
i wished would need me
the way i thought i
needed them
to my naive mind
love only existed in
one form
to my virgin mind
love was pure
a firm believer in
'it's better to have loved
and lost...'
all the while not
understanding
love
perhaps that's why
it hurts so much
to give up this
myth of love
in exchange for another
~erika boal