The words that are spoken can only be true.
Overwhelming love is just a doom.
The heart beat skipping or increasing,
It hurts but it is telling you something.
You know what it is saying,
But you decide to ignore it.
Love never comes without a price.
You feel and you wish to not.
We're only human.
Although we'd rather be taught.
You give me this sickness,
Where is the cure?
Slowly dying,
Without your words and presence.
How long do I have to suffer?
Do you enjoy this or do you not know?
What is the solution?
This love has no cure.
Simply put.
Time tells all.
Done is done.
Love is love.
That's all that is said.
It shall be forever lost.
