Who knew love could wrinkle so fast.
Contending for first but ending at last.
Who knew someone’s promise was only a day’s story told
Where you’re wrong you’re always sold
Finding the perfect ones who weren't perfect at all.
End up tripping, victim to the fall.
To the love that clouded vision.
Taking away from a true mission.
Losing yourself in the chaos of miscommunication.
Never feeling enough appreciation.
Though you persevere and you pull through.
You find yourself and a new someone finds you.
Let the universe decide.
You are its contents, it is where you reside.
The clouds disperse, life dies and begins again.
Love is pleasure but don't forget the pain.
Be in love, be who you are.
Don't get consumed, always be aware.
You're no mistake.
Don't be a fake.