The Guilt of Not Loving

It was to be an insurance against pain
The endless search for truth
And the tyranny of love
Locking my heart and throwing key
Just so I don’t love
Was meant to keep my sanity
And so I did

Yet now, here I sit
With a heart full of love
A rose in hand
A glass to lick
Dim lights above
Love out of view
A pale silhouette
Looking through an empty window
Brooding the guilt of not loving

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