Like sand running through my fingers
Knowing my love left without hesitation
No remedy nor aspiration
Love again played me without confirmation
How many poems
Will be needed to collect
To understand the effect
That makes
Whatever it takes
Nonsense still makes
Leaving confusion
This is not the solution
I demand an answer
Not a questioning
There's never perfection
There's never motivation
Lost hopes
Lost loves
Nothing left
Emptiness
Nevertheless
Sat down in despair
Love is no more in the air
Love has left
Love ain't here anymore