A river is aware
of its course...
wise to the ways
of water.

Love is different for everyone**
there is no definition that fits every situation
love can be a feeling, an action, or just a word

I should have told you
what love meant to me
before I started giving it to you
before I whispered
those words in your ear

I should have asked you
what love meant to you
before I assumed your words
meant the same as mine
and that they weren't just words

Her past, a very dark sky
Faced storms but never knew why

She gave her heart so pure
The hurt and pain, without a cure

She dreamt of a new sky
To the past she waved goodbye

She tried to follow the flow
Of a future she wouldn't know

Broken were her wings yet tried
Believed there's an angel at her side

Yes, she dreamt of a new, different sky
Yet above, it's the same dark sky...