Description of love

this one took me 2 days to write and rhyming's not that easy to do in 45mins during a loud study hall.

If my love

didn't follow through

you always know

that i'd follow you

through the best

and through the worst

I always said

"my love is cursed"

my life, my music

and the drawing of pain

stuck in a journal

that's full of rain

the words say

I love you,

but mean nothing

except for loss

war and chance

some will never win

they make the words

lift from the pages to be

War Riot,and Roses

roses of people

who write

and those who are right

and have a rite of passage.

If my love

didn't follow through

you were there

when i needed you

but i can't be there....

not anymore...........

Author's Note

some of this doesnt rhyme and i really wanted to get it done and over with because it was racking out my brains.