Used The Prompts For A Poem

Maybe we needed more time,

To heal from each other,

But how much, we didn't know,

For how long or how slow?

But this endless devotion to each other's heart is unfathomable,

I had big hopes for us,

That's something undeniable.

But, in all that time and beyond,

I rip you apart for art,

Love and hate belong on the same coin, you see,

Writing poetry is to just soothe the yearning, you see,

While this longing to hold each other keeps increasing,

Just the like angst of existence without really existing.