This wave poem

This wave of feeling,
this wave of pain,
oh, how the heartache it rises over and over again,
yes, this wave of feeling,
this wave of pain,
oh, how the mind suffers,
from the lost love that still remains,
this lost love that lingers inside,
and that continues to eat away at the soul,
this wave of feeling and this wave of pain,
no, it is not what it should be,
but how it envelopes you, and cuts away at you,
and cuts away at you repeatedly,
and yes, you,
you have no wish for it to stay,
but you have a wish for it to go far away,
but you cannot help, but linger upon it,
and analyse every detail of the lost love,
the love that you had,
this love that was once good,
and that you will most likely never have it again,
and if you do ever have it again,
it will never be the same,
and oh, how it pierces you right through,
and how it continues to damage you,
the more you think of it,
the more you think of it,
and the want and the need for it grows,
and by thinking of it far too often,
how it eviscerates your happiness,
and it is but a mess,
a mess that clings to your mind,
and that devours your brain,
and how suffocating it is,
yes, you want it,
yes, you do not want it,
yes, you want it,
yes, you cannot help but feel the urge,
and the desire for it,
for it means so much more,
than the unhappiness that you hold deep inside,
and that continues to linger in the most painful way,
and yes, this wave of feeling,
this wave of pain you never want it again,
yes, you do want it again,
you want it to erase this unhappiness, then again,
you never want love again,
because doesn't it only bring you pain,
because doesn't it only bring you pain?

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