Romance is alive.
Love is alive.
We're all alive,
When we have our other part with us.
They both need each other to make perfect love and romance.
Like how we always was the 'it' couple. Our love and romance was perfect.
With the other part of us, we feel alive.
How we always spend time with eachother,
We feel more alive.
You're the romance.
I'm the love.
We were perfect for each other.
But the really sad thing was,
We lost a dream we never had.
Its killing me.
Love is dead.
Romance is alive.
Romance is alive while Love is dying.
But Romance never knew, he needed Love.
They weren't perfect. He thought.
But they didn't have to be.
If Love made you laugh, smile, and happy.
Then what else matters?
Love was giving her all.
While Romance, still thought this wasn't enough for him.
The day Romance and Love break-up,
Is the day,
Love dies.
And Romance slowly falling from his one true love.
They both needed each other,
Even if they're both completely opposite.
But opposite's attract anyways.
They become perfect when together.
But Romance didn't think it was perfect.
Till he lost Love.
Love is dead.
Romance is dead.
They're both dead once they lost half their heart.
The really sad thing was,
This was a dream, they really had.
Love is dead.
Romance is dead.
Simple.
They're both dead without each other.
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The song, 'Love is Dead' from Tokio Hotel really inspired me to write this poetry/short story.
I think at the end it started drifting apart. :( Since it started becoming into a poem but half of it only turned out to be poetry while the other was a short story like thingy.
Yea, not my perfect work you'd expect but eh. I tried.
