When we long for love,
We long for the good parts
For the walks on the beach
The cuddles on the couch
The comfort of having someone
To face life next to
When we long for love,
We forget the bad parts
The awkward beginnings
The stress of a hurtful conversion
The anxiety and fears
The tears
The hurt
The anger
The end
When we long for love,
And finally find it
It is not all we hoped it would be
But somehow we manage to forget
About the bad parts
And find ourselves
Longing for love again
This is a poem written after I recovered from my first heart break back in 2018.
