“She would always love him more

He was the love that poems spoke about.

He was the moon to her darkness.

He was all the notes of the love songs. 

Sometimes she wondered if her feelings

Are enough to keep this going?

She shivers.

He hugs her tight and rubs her warm.

Maybe, he just might”

Another romantic poem, three days in a row. I am not a depressed soul, trust me on that! I just like this theme a lot. Anyway, do check out poetryhive for the prompts