Cycle of Love

There is before;
With lonely hearts connecting,
Learning to soar.

There is during;
Two beings intertwined
filled with hope and yearning

There is after;
broken pieces of lives
scattered with bitter laughter

We had our before
It was grand
We had our during
It was passionate
We have out after

Or I do anyway

There is only so
Much I can take
You become your own bitter foe

The cycle of love goes on
The climbing and falling
The here and the gone

I'm in the after
Where are you?