Moon and sun

A poem tells an expression of feelings after being hurt by love.

Love is a disease
that shows up when you miss
your soul and your peace
by thinking her kiss.

Love gives you pain
like non-stopping rain
makes you insane
by collapsing your brain.


How can a heart decide
without hearing the mind
when it cannot even hide
its internal fight?

You did not have to run.
I had nothing bad done.
Just I wanted you on my zone
but, we are like moon and sun .

I have to deal your loss
but, it really costs
Because when I think what I want most
it's you being my heart's host.