New Love

Heartache is as fickle as the weather.

Some days it leaves you alone,

While other days it leaves you tethered 

to your oh so fragile heartstrings.

It creeps up and boils behind your eyes,

lingers in your soul,

and says no good bye's 

till you're strong enough to push it away.

But until then it'll haunt you. 

Strike when you're not expecting,

My dear, it will keep infecting.

You just need to let it go.

There are so many things in this life

you can use to put it out,

with heartache sprouts new love 

and there is no doubt

that this new love will be different.

But it'll treat you right.

You don't need to be frightened,

and you won't need to fight. 

Just be careful

and treat your heart with care.

This time it will all work out.

This to you, I swear.