When I think of a person,
I think of the happiness
owed to me by another.
What universal love can
this be in my mind?
Am I just make an imagination
again of a illicit love,
or is this true this time?
All I am looking for
is a heart of happiness,
as long as it is mutual
than what is the point?
Soon there will be a day,
not this day,
but a day will come
when I see my true friends
in the eyes of my own.
Does love have always be
a negative spot on my heart,
or was that the curse that
this heart never find love
unless it was true love?
Sounds like my counterfeit
says to make a heart of happiness.