Love is a difficult thing to keep
The hill you must climb is very steep
The hardship, the work, the pain, the tears
All for love’s presence near
To take away all mourning
All sadness, but beware there will be no warning
When love decides to leave you alone
Then you will have known
What it feels like to be heartbroken
There are dangers to keeping one’s heart open
Beware of love
For it may be a hopeful dove
Or a crushing hand
That sweeps all fears
Quite near
To where your raw emotions dwell
Where you’re put into a spell
Of everlasting loneliness
Of never ending harmonious
Screeching and biting
Crashing and fighting
Over the last shreds of love
That fly away like doves…