losers and loners
loath lovers lives
we can be hateful
just out of spite
human nature
follows its own paths
we give it direction
via internal maps
lovers loath losers
and loners lives too
every evolution
grows from our roots
people are happy
until we’re sad or mad
ruing the destiny
we wish that we had
we start off as lovers
until we lose our heart
someone else took it
tore it all apart
if the damage leaves scars
from pain really deep
we remain all alone
healing as we weep
so…
always remember
in the world of love
we put ourselves out there
to find the other glove
once we’re a pair
an equal match
we’ll work together
on the plans we hatch
but…
if one of the gloves
gets tired and worn
it might get replaced
like a woman scorned
then we’ll surmise
how lovers lose
losers become loners
and loners
sing the blues

Athena Rose © 01/17/13

So true
OUCH....

enjoyable. thanks.

Love hurts...

awwwww....It will get better. Yes it does hurt.

Appreciate you reading and commenting.

"..we put ourselves out there
to find the other glove
once we’re a pair
an equal match
we’ll work together
on the plans we hatch..."


I like this part of your write...Nice way to describe finding someone etc...Cool...

thanks, Ainjel.. pleased you like my twist on words..