Now I know:

Now I know:

Now I know
that as the stories go

happy endings
and hopes for mending

are lies we tell ourselves
to give purpose to the paper
that haunts our shelves

bound in dust with broken spines
with poison lingering in every line.

But oh, how sweet it used to be
to believe with naivety

that love could last
no matter how much time had passed.

But I know better today.

Hearts only know how to break

and though they’ll promise,
no one will stay.

From: Ponderingcomplications
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