Love is never perfect

Tu Tangata, Issue 4, 1 February 1982, Page 37

Love is never perfect

The days go by in a haze of unhappiness And everything seems to have crumbled around me.

I think the older you get the more you find Light alone to be a wonderful thing. We have to accept life as it comes, life will hit you when least expected.

Blue are the life giving waters, talking, for they understand. The wind is rushing past, and it speaks to me, but I ignore it. The world is spinning through imprisoning cobwebs of pain. They are all here, true and false friends, The close and estranged relatives and the pretenders to intimacy.

Love is big, love is small, love is short, love is tall.

Love you seek, love you destroy. There is always someone left behind to suffer death comes to us all. I know when that time comes, nothing can help and no words can comfort. No one can take the place of your loved one.

Some people use love so lazily. Love will tear you apart. Don’t let the bad past come Crashing down around you. At least you can make it easier to pick up the broken pieces and start again. Don’t let your world crumble around you. You create, seek, and destroy. Love is not a toy. You’ve got to be yourself. Sometimes I look through the windows of people’s minds. When I write about them, I write what they feel inside. And praying that things had been different. There is someone who has meaning, and I'm ashamed Because I put her brother’s name to shame. Someone I believe in, someone I trust, someone who has been taken away from me And from others who truly love him. I do hope and pray that she, him, and so many others Find in their hearts to forgive me. You see, love is never perfect.

By Eru Governor, aged 18, Opotiki, Bay of Plenty.