Love again

Broken, twisted, fated love

Ordinary, unappreciated;

Sometimes returned,

at others ignored.

No buildings to celebrate

No sonnets to recite in regret;

This love that moves on and

Wakes up in another's arms,

This breaks no hearts,

sheds no tears,

leaves no memories

To return and haunt

Make fun of it; Here, go on;

You can have my story

And have a laugh

I loved him.

And he loved me too

But only for a while.

If you measure it with

"how long it lasted",

Ofcourse, it isn't love.

But only for a while.