BleedingHeart_Tells
The world is wide, the streets are loud,
we seek a face within the crowd...
We give our all, we trust too fast,
and build a dream we think will last...
But promises can fade away,
like shadows at the end of day...
A sudden break, a silent ache,
for every choice we chose to make...
The heart is bruised,
the tears are shed,
by lonely paths where we were led...
Yet life goes on, the seasons turn,
through every scar, we heal and learn...
A broken heart is not the end,
it's just a space for time to mend...
So keep your faith and hold your light,
the sun will rise after the night...
For somewhere out there, true and free,
a soul is waiting, meant to be-a gentle hand,
a love so real, to fix the pieces, and to heal...