If my heart
Would ever fall for you...

How can you hold me with those same hands
That do stain my skin with fresh bruises...

We've heard it all said
Time and time again...

Her tears are so cold
So sad and so soft...

She's more than a person
My heart and my soul...

A poem is a poem
Unless it's about love...

You take two hearts
That is the bread...

Those raindrops that keep falling
Falling on my head...

For love is a test
That we take everyday...

Like rain to a flower
And Sun to a day...

You cant give love, show love, share love, or...

Let love show
Let it out...