The sad woman ponders what is worth love
When it's accompanied by buried hate,
The man she loves contains the peace above
Unless when he drags out her bitter ache.
Sometimes the love shed can make a soul weep.
With thoughts of them joined as one makes her shine.
His soul forever in hers to always keep,
As if from birth it was part of his design.
But ut it's when they separate that draws out pain.
She wonders if she is solo in her ways.
And when she thinks of this she feels great disdain.
For all she wanted was his love to pay.
Even though such strong love can be hard to see,
Embrace it so at last you can be free.