I use to think it a myth
Long before I knew
And how it must feel
Just to be so real
I never understood
The pure essence
Of one's soul
Shared with another
In love two kindred souls
I only ever knew
Of hatred from within
My heart bleed a thousand times
And misery knew no end
But then he taught me how to love
An experience I won't regret
The tenderness he gave to me
Mended my broken heart
He taught me how to breathe again
He taught me how to love
He gave me back my soul
He made me understand
The meaning of that word
Love.......that word...so tender
Love.......that made me catch my breath
As it caresses my wounded pride
And makes me forget
The hatred buried deep inside
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 8:50 AM UTC
I use to think it a myth
Long before I knew
And how it must feel
Just to be so real
I never understood
The pure essence
Of one's soul
Shared with another
In love two kindred souls
I only ever knew
Of hatred from within
My heart bleed a thousand times
And misery knew no end
But then he taught me how to love
An experience I won't regret
The tenderness he gave to me
Mended my broken heart
He taught me how to breathe again
He taught me how to love
He gave me back my soul
He made me understand
The meaning of that word
Love.......that word...so tender
Love.......that made me catch my breath
As it caresses my wounded pride
And makes me forget
The hatred buried deep inside
