A touch, A laugh, A smile.
That’s how love starts.
A love so magical
that it can be tragical.
I get the warm, fuzzy feeling.
I start revealing
who I am.
I feel stable,
Putting my thoughts on the table.
The love will never fade
at least,
that’s what they say.
A push, A cry, A tear.
Love will never reappear.
Crying on the bathroom
f l o o r,
overcame by my doom.
Hurt makes me shiver to the
c o r e
Heart's should be on a chain.
Maybe that way,
I’ll use my brain.