Why is it easy to make
But so hard to feel

Love is oh so powerful
That I have been warned
Of what may happen to this fragile heart of mine
And whatever my mind would do

I write upon a blank space
A rhyming composition
And give out all these feelings
The love that flows within me
And keeps me engaging to new things
But why do I feel so pained thinking about it
That the love that'll happen to me would be changing me to a different person
It may be because I think of a certain someone
Or I am just pessimistic about everything as usual
But at all times I know that

*Love is what moves the heart the most.