A Poem On Love Disappearing In Relationships Where It Once Flowed

What do you do when love is gone?

When two people whose love freely flowed at one time

is now held hostage in exchange for someone

admitting they were wrong

 

Who's fault is it?

Who's in the wrong?

 

Who's responsible for making it right?

 

Is love gone? 

 

who's supposed to apologize first?

 

who's going to be the bigger person?

 

who's going to let their shield down first?

who's going to risk being shut down first?

 

who's going to open their heart and risk rejection first?

 

or will we wait forever

when the time is right

or when the other person finally submits 

 

or maybe never again

maybe love is gone

 

or maybe...

 

it was my fault all along.