It Hurts Most

It is mistaken to assume

And wrongly to presume

That love dies

Or evaporates

 

It may go into an oblivion

And hide from the companion

To cause anxiety and pain

To remain life long

 

It hurts most 

And costs life, sometimes

The mind gets imbalanced

And the love is distanced

 

Love shall take you very far

But to remain near

With the moments enjoyed

And now it pinches and annoys

 

Love has no special formula

Or clear cut agenda 

But it is a commitment 

And promises given at that moment

 

Love forbids you from maligning

And resigning to the fact

That once you had promised to stay together

And now you are fearing