Do you know, of love?
Of hearts, connections and trust?
Do you know, of us?
Of things we do, that we must?

If our love, is a game
Can we tie, or must one win?
If our love, is the same
Is the ice we walk too thin?

Can I ask questions, get answers
And trust them forevermore?
Or are feelings fleeting lies,
Held inside as stock and store?

Or perhaps we'll all
Just learn to let it go.
And love each other as best we can,
Keep an even flow-
Before we have to go.