Love is...

by karima

Love is, what I don't see
Love is, not happening to me.

Love is, what I wish for
Love is, in me no more.

Love is, all in the air
Love is, to me very rare.

Love is, an empty abyss
Love is, what I really miss.

Love is, like the cut of a knife
Love is, full of pain and strife.

Love is, what I'm longing to be
Love is , now nothing to me.

This is what love is... it is misery.