Counterfeit love

Counterfeit Love

Life is beautiful.
Now you realize how bright and radiant the stars are,
roses to your finger tips are as soft as wool
and present emotions outdo those of yesterday by far.
Love has finally found you,
your bliss is as divine as the lies of a lover are true.
What will you do when the butterflies are gone?
When the keys to your favorite song are all wrong?
…
When love went to Maria, it wore a smile and brought a bouquet
of charm
love is patient, love is kind, not easily angered or defiled
so she didn’t think it would cause her harm –
first, he pampered her, gave her all he had and soon they walked down the aisle,
later, he started acting like a stranger and she became alarmed,
til death do us part kept her around for a while;
but now the consequences rest around her blackened eyes, swollen lips and broken arm.
Love has finally left her,
Her hatred is as deep as the waves of a sea are calm.
…
What will you do when the butterflies are gone?
When the keys to your favorite song are all wrong?