Okay Ashley,
you think you understand love?
you don't.
These adoration illusions
grip you and fool you
mirages of infatuation titillate you
your heart flies
But then this guise vanishes
falls falls falls
And all disappears in one instant.
Your breath is gone
and all that's left is absence.
You're backwards
Then sideways
And the prick of Cupid's arrow
is then undisturbed flesh
And you realize that everything was air
void of substance
the beating of the heart was the wind
the feelings, washable.
"love"
you've not yet known it.
Okay then.
okay.