Young love is failure after failure, dark,
wrong, and meaningless. Developing each
emotion in a twisted, tangled mark.
Complicated, dramatic as a leech
Sucking away energy and life from
everyone involved. Immature people
who only need to learn to love from
experience, falling from a steeple.
Once the lesson is learned, love transforms
into a beautiful, fulfilling feeling
of safety and warmth, no need for conforms.
Acceptance and truth can begin healing
the scars of young love. Mature lovers make
the promise to be kept, for success to take.
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Such a moving and deeply touching poem.