When love dies, <br />It ceases to exist. <br />And the flame that used to be, <br />Ceases to persist <br /> <br />It feels like a wound that won’t stop bleeding, <br />Like it’s your last breath you're about to take, <br />And it feels like your soul’s watching, <br />And all you can do is pray you wake. <br /> <br />When love dies, <br />It’s like everything slows down to a stop <br />The tears that came rolling down your cheeks <br />Are taking ages to drop <br /> <br />To the cold tiled floor <br />I fell onto my knees, <br />It felt as if the light followed her shadow, <br />As she slammed closed the door… <br /> <br />Love died, <br />I know this because my soul died too. <br />And it was hurting as much <br />As all the pain I put her through. <br /> <br />When love died <br />I ceased to exist <br />The only thing that kept us together... <br />Ceased to persist. <br /> <br />'august 2006'<br /><br />billy arends<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-love-dies-3/
