Sunday, 23 June 2013

Love

It’s cruel, this thing called love

It tears you half apart

And when you’re down, on the ground

It lifts up your heart

 

It tricks you, confuses you

Till you no longer know fake from real

These feelings and emotions

Are hard to conceal

 

Some people say it’s magic

And they are talking sense

How two people

Can stay together

Through the cracks and the dents

 

When you’re out in the streets

And a couple walk down the road

Holding hands, smiling, laughing

Carrying their daily shopping, load by load

 

But unrequited love

Is the worst kind

Tears falling down your face

And a song replaying in your mind

 

Knowing that you’d give

Everything that you had

To see that person smile

Makes you turn mad

 

It rips out your sanity

And throws it on the floor

But then you come back

Asking it for more

 

Because no matter how much

Your heart breaks in two

It will always become mended

Fixed with a powerful glue

 

As love is not a choice

A decision or a game

It’s purely fate

Only luck

That draws the next name

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