No love will be lost,
for love is a gift.
Although love can fade,
it will always exist.
Although pain will be caused,
no love will be lost.
We would gladly risk it all
whatever the cost.
And so the illusion of pain
has no grasp on us.
It will fade into dust
and be left to discuss.
For love is to mighty,
with one hell of a wrath.
For it will come and go,
as it blesses those in its path.