i fell in love more times than i can count had my heart broken into tiny pieces rose from the ashes, which is paramount and every time i sought to find new meanings
i fell and stumbled, failed and tried again weeping dry tears, fleeing my own purpose and yet i chose to shine, and smile, and bless at times it meant i did me a disservice
my trials were many, tribulations, too my labours fruitless, my appeals unanswered and, without fail, i ventured to choose you you called the banners, and i bore the standard
i fell in love a hundred million times in love, i found my calling, my true essence if loving you is such a heinous crime i'll fall again, and proudly serve my sentence
what are we but mere vessels and vehicles of love?