Relationships are like candles.
In the beginning it’s new and exciting.
You first light the wick and your senses become enthralled.
This is the one you've been wanting, waiting for.
But the more you light the wick, the less and less you appreciate the smell of it.
After a while the appearance of the candle even starts to become blackened and diminished.
Finally, you lose all the passion you once had.
The wax is no longer there and you can no longer light the flame.
All you are left with is an empty jar of what once was.
Submitted: September 15, 2015
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This poem was really meaningful. It would mean a lot if you read just one of my poems. Thank you for this experience.
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This poem was really meaningful. It would mean a lot if you read just one of my poems. Thank you for this experience.
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Thank you!
Thu, September 17th, 2015 6:38am