No love

When it happens the power overcomes you
you never think about how long it will last
or how you will feel when they are not there any more.

in class their name is written on every table
in the toilets its on every wall
and at home their picture is on your desktop

you cut the trees in your garden into hearts
you see hearts in the sky
you see there face when you close your eyes

but most of all you gain the shine in your eye
you glow inside every time their name mentioned, every time you see them, every time you hear them.

but soon enough, they begin to complain to the school about the state of the tables and toilets
they crash your computer

they vote for deforestation,
more planes in the sky
and try to find a cure for the blink

and in time they take the glint in your eye away,
they take the sunshine from within
and now when you see and hear them, its not the same

they trample over everything you believe in..and sooner or later you just become a body with not warmth, no soul.
no love.