tragedy of love

love is like a flicker of light ‎something you'll see with just a flicker of light ‎sight of a twilight ‎alongside midnight ‎trembling like a heartbeat ‎unsure of it's beat ‎delicate gleam in between blindsight ‎lost in a blink of one's eye ‎love that is needed, ‎and love that is wanted ‎you'll never know what is ‎and that's the ache of it