Does Love End With The Lovers?

How can love survive for sooooo long I wonder

The branches were chopped off

The roots must have died I thought 

I never watered it 

Didn’t allow sunlight to reach it’s source 

It was shoved away in the darkness 

And wrapped in unbreathable plastic expressions 

Yet love blooms in the heart when I call out his name

Yet in his victory I rejoice

In his pain I suffer 

as if there is no other choice 

Yet a smile accompanying the tears 

visits me in solitude 

When I feel his touch in every part 

of who I am...

& who I become 

In his absent presence 

In this echoing silence 

He is that thought within me which cannot be uprooted until I breathe 

How can love survive so much pain and yet go on ...

I wonder ... 

Does it ever die even when ashes are all we’re left with ? 

Does it end after it finishes it’s subject once and for all? 

@shreejajhawar