The ones we love don't want us,
And the ones that love us we don't want.

She's been all alone,
All along,
But now she sings,
A soulful song.

Her beauty is amazing,
And with the morning sun,
Her hopes are raising.

If you can describe with words how much you love someone, you do not love them enough.

[I believe that this is true. I wrote this. Hope everyone likes it.]