Lost You

I was walking by where we used to be.
I saw your smiling face in my mind.
You arrived, and said, "sorry I'm late".
We walked hand in hand down this imagined road.

Love, oh sweet love, if you could only grant me another chanced with this beauty of life.
Is this love I feel, or am I just obssessed?
I want to know what love is.
I want someone to show me.
I want her, if she would, to show me.

But this isn't possible.
I know that it isn't.
I hope and pray everyday that she'll come back my way.
Life is Love is Pain is Life is Happiness is Love is Life.

Truth is seeking truth.

5/5/06