Love is like a dewy morning
Fresh and delicious, leaving you
With a warm tingling feeling.
But now that you are no longer here
Keeping the right side of my bed warm.
I feel a loss--a void.
Some things can change and some won't.
Ideals and sentiments transform into smoke.
Love causes pain and the present becomes
The past.
Your love is no longer concerned with me.
You have forgotten the language we once spoke
And have cast me aside for what you think are
Better days.
Promising you'll always think of me,
But love is more than that.
Love knows no boundaries and will never lie.
Love secures to no end and transcends
Beyond words.
Love is like a dewy morning
Hopeful, true, and sad.
