Love itself proved to be powerful
not many has quite succeeded.
Changing our views, constantly changing
Love certainly ought to leave you bleeding!

Quite a torture, some would say
Deep inside, longing desire
Feelings, finding a way
until feelings will end up to being decays

I am nothing but a hopeless romantic
Wishing on a star
That's all I do
Often wondering that beautiful, you are

Love is confused
Love is blind
Love has taught me to be what I produced

You, my star, may not be shiny as a dime
I tell you to read every first word of  every line

Ubiquitous yet nowhere at the same time
I am but a paradox
Happy yet I tend to have thoughts about being sad
Telling myself to do my best, yet always doing the opposite.
I am a contradicted conflict
Has left me nowhere to be found.
I am a paradox,
I have plenty of time yet lack it
For I am a the rain within my flames
Truly, I can say that I am a paradox

Precious, deemed by many
Torture, it seems
Ticking, it does
Destruction it brings

Memories it makes
Expressions as well,
Combine the two
Powerful it becomes

Time has taught many
Appreciate, if you must
For destruction comes
And who knows, you might turn to dust