There was a time when silence was ruler,
when hearts dictated everything,
this day I declare hearts weak,
they put on a facade,
in reality they are nothing,
they can be broken hurt and can't always heal,
hearts were once powerful,
but they were foolish and allowed love entrance,
love decided to work against them,
slowly love broke them each apart,
now hearts are weaklings and love is key,
love cannot die,
it is strong even when not returned,
love will live,
even when hearts break.