Love Must Stop

That's so sad and beautiful. It's definitely a stick to yer ribs kind of poem....

On reflection it is a little too abrasive so have toned it down a tiny bit

I love your work, and that simply will not change.  Not as long as you supply this kind of emotional content.

emotions need to be balanced even when unbalanced

sad to read all than can be said is time perhaps anew love

beautifully stated

there comes a time to move on

heart wrenching as this is true when love breaks and dies nicely spilled dear poetess...respect

thank you

your welcome dear poetess...respect

One can feel the melancholy in these words.  Being dispensed of is such a hollow feeling.  But that same heart is what composes such impactful lines.  

the idea came from a very positive quest for loving possibilities but it turned bad at the second stanza, hijacked by emotion - smiles

Interesting how such tides can turn.  Sometimes we can't escape emotion.

When love hurts it is no longer love. But the passion in the heart from memories often carries on past separation. Your line, "My love dies in the present, not the past" is one of the wisest I've read any poet write. You know when it is time to part ways and that intuition saves much heartache.

XoXoXo
John

it is I suppose what it is - a moment of introspection