One and the other

One day you are totally acquainted,

The other day you are a complete stranger.

One day you treasure me so much,

The other day you simply don’t care.

One day we talk for hours,

The other day I stay forgotten.

One day I swear to God that you are the one,

The other day I get mad at Cupid.

One day I get proud and boast about you,

The other day I curse you in the confines of my mind.

One day I wish to live,

The other day I simply want to end things.

Is this a sweet/sour gift of love?

I never know!

Do you?

….Sara

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2 comments

  1. matheikal · November 14, 2015

    Love is a mystery. A paradox. Your lines capture both.

    • Sara · November 14, 2015

      Thank you šŸ™‚

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