When love was buried.

Now as the undertaker lowers down the coffin,
Dissolution sets in,
We are finally heading to the road of Splitsville
How did we came to this place?
Buried beneath are thoughts filled with anger and betrayal, remorse of a lost dream.
Mind racing as the moments drags,
All too well, I can see that we have finally did it.
We have buried love.
So, is this what it finally feels like? Like a cancer it, burns and it feels up my heart with grief.
How much painful could it get?
Does the innocent child, still maintain his innocence?
Can he still do hide and seek with me, and play like any normal child again?
Or will he be dragged into the steering pot of alienation?
Where is my wallet? My keys? My heart? My story? How does one live?
Now I have to come to this conclusion. It has happened and it may be for sometime for me to stand. But whatever may occur I will be just ok. But what happens to love? Will it still go on? Or would just the remains of it become more excruciating?
 
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