Wednesday, August 24, 2011

We think about it
Sing about it
Dream about it
Lose sleep worrying about it
Love is a promise
A souvenir
When we don't have it
We search for it
When we do have it
We don't know what to do with it
But fear losing it
Love is never wanting to lose faith
Never wanting to give up
And never truly moving on
It is a constant souce of pleasure and pain
But we don't know which it will be
From one moment to the next
Love is knowing and praying
In the deepest part of your heart
That they feel the same

1 comment:

Majid Ali said...

Please help me for Christ sake