Title: When...
By: @Bibliophile_Anna
When the heart loves, does it fail?
When all's given, you turn frail
And then pains knock as they hail
Wounded, you helplessly flail.
When all your trust is broken
Doubts creep, it makes you sullen
Dark, blurry eyes are swollen
How you cry when you've fallen.
When candor turns dissembling
Lover's doubt, it's emptying
All that's left is hurting
No ounce of hope, no mending.