This Love - Unfinished
~Unfinished, one of my rare rhymes. lol)
This love is old and weary,
and wants nothing more than rest.
It's quiet and it suffers,
but wants nothing but the best.
It cut a lock of hair once,
and wrapped up a prayer for you.
It grows back inch by inch now,
but knows that this is true.
Once something fragile broken,
regardless who's to blame.
no matter how much time it has
it never is the same.