Romance is different than Love.
Romance is the illusion my heart so often falls for
Simply because its words beautifully bleed into the stanzas only God could have made.
But what am I left with when its lines and rhymes no longer reads of violets and roses.
When all that is left are repugnant sentences spewed from blood red lips
And what I feel are the cold hands of a once faithful lover.
Love is different than Romance.
Love never presents itself as false
It is the white blank page to which my wounds and hopes join together
A safe have where difficulties may be mended.
Understand, Romance and Love differ.
When trouble comes,
One let’s go of your hand
The other latches onto both.
~ O. D. M.