Love happens.

Love happens.

You don’t just look for love, love is not sought,

It comes to you.

It could be years, it could be decades,

Love takes its time, it does not rush, and when it does make its appearance,

It’s never without hustle and fuss.

It may come at first, it may come at last,

It never comes easy, but finishes fast.

Many do hope it will last forever,

And try to hold on with all their endeavour,

But sadly, it’s not up to us to decide,

When love will be gone,

As quick as the tide.




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