Our Love

A poem about how love changes

It used to be my favorite place;
So peaceful, calm and serene.
We used to bask in it together;
Our love more abundant than the forest green.

But over time the leaves began to fall and wither.
A never ending, blistering winter.
Darkness engulfed the light in our eyes.
Truth overshadowed by all the lies.
The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold;
A place once so magical now hurt to behold.