Love’s Rift

Would I stand with the throng who fear love’s rift?
Embraced by the crowd that desires love’s rush.
I’d rather stand aside and hide my blush.
Silently hope my path would meet love’s drift.

For I have felt false love’s momentary lift.
Desire its accomplice only seeks to crush,
And destroy love’s seed in a jealous rush,
A splintered heart left, a state no mind can sift.

While solitary, I cannot be alone,
Others suffer the sins and misfortune,
Of failed lovers who failed to importune,
Others of my ilk who dared to atone.

My heart whispers to those failed lovers few,
To you who lost love false but found love true.

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