Why Love?
I was told when I was young
That love was a high you won’t forget
That everyday was full of fun
That nothing would be a regret
I think love is a shooting star
Beautiful from the ground, a hope in the night
But when you look from a far
It’s a burning fire that will lose its light
Perspective is gained at a distance
All good things end
But distance is the enemy
The way to loose a friend
Love kills you with what you desire
Kindness, laughter, and happiness too
But when you fall off the wire
Love takes away your balance like a fool
For when your soul chooses the one
Your heart never recovers
When he decides to run
And your fire is smothered
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