The Truth. The Whole Truth. Nothing But The Truth (Pt. 2: The Memoir Of A Love Student)

Lets be real for a moment...

 

I have walked this fairly worn path a million times before

Each time started like a fairy tale but ended like war

I, sometimes cannot tell persistence from shear stubbornness

But the one thing I have learned is that I have plenty a weakness

 

Love. The single most expressed yet least understood phenomenon

One minute you’ve figured it out, the next, it slips into the realm of the unknown

From an unquestionable, compelling, till-death-does-us-part-like feel

To picking shards of your broken glass heart, wondering if you remember how to heal

 

I have loved a thousand thousand times. I have hurt and been hurt.

It’s been a lifetime of lessons on how to dig for diamond in the dirt-

With bare hands, and only having to worry about the fool’s gold-

That many give up with, not knowing that it turns to dust if you try to mold

 

No. I’m no guru of the affairs of the heart. I could never commandeer my own

But time has a way of reminding you that you are supposed to be grown-

In how you fall in love the same inexplicable way you see déjà vus;

How you somehow kinda know you’ve been to the end before you do

 

It all makes sense! It has to! It’s simple logic. And that’s when you lose it!

When you forget that words alone have never made beautiful music

For logic has virtually as much to do with the feelings we harbor-

 As the rest of the book has with the graphical depiction on the cover

 

It’s a game of winners and losers, whose rules glide with the tide.

It’s a world of learners whose teachers use broken mirrors to guide

It’s a battlefront with lines drawn, weapons drawn and opponents unknown

It’s holding on to the last sight of the night sky at the break of dawn

 

I have walked this well worn road a million times over

But some things remain constant in the pursuit of a lover

Broken things break things, not knowing how to fix or fracture

Love is no feeling. Love has no logic. Love is Divine in nature.

 

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