I once met love. He made me laugh every day. He couldn't bareΒ Β away from me. He wanted to offer me the stars. And he did... holding me tight every night, on the warm sand of summer under the night sky with a million stars above and the moon up there, like a guardian and sometimes a bottle of wine. Sweet words. Gentle touch. Passionate love. Just a summer ago. And after that there's been only silence. Silence still. Frozen feelings. Frozen soul. I'm just frozen in silence. Because my heart is mourning... for I once met love.