Loves Parallel

Martha’s Vineyard


Love never says when.

It never prepares us as it enters our system and consumes our soul and being.

Love doesn’t warn us.

No sirens as we fall against the hard concrete floor that is our lovers hand,

hand that they use to squeeze our hearts every last drop. 

Love is blind.

Blind to the signs and the actions that lead to us being pushed over the edge,

our impending downfall.

Love changes us.

Rearranges our cells, converting us into addicts

feening for one last hit of  ‘love’ as we slowly enter heartbreak.

Love turns into heartbreak.

Love’s parallel in this journey of life.

Love never warns us, but neither does Heartbreak.

Gabriela A Tejada

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All Images were taken by me, unless stated otherwise. 

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Tom Schultz says:

    very wise and beautifully written. thanks for sharing!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. TheAstronomicalPoet says:

      Thank you for the kind words🌙

      Liked by 1 person

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