She looked him straight in the eyes and said you'r lieing, he looked her straight in her mouth and said i'm not.

She looked him straight in the heart and said you dont love me, he admired her hair and said i do.

He leaned forward for a kiss, she moved back and coughed a bit.

He touched her hand and pulled it close, she pulled it back and pretendde to scratch.

She turned around and walked away, he got his phone and called another girl.

Life goes on.

As i stand and wait, fear grips me.

As i imagine what is to come, anxiety and worry cannot help but consume me.

The thoughts of the future frightens me, will this be the end? It cannot be.

Will i loose her like many?

Like the multitude that have come and gone in my life. Like the never ending romances that have wasted my time.

Will she be like the rest? Or is she my true destined love?

He got tired of the bachelor life, the same routine of a new girl every night. Hanged his shirt and quited the game, left the spotlight that brought the wrong kinda fame...

So he began his search for misses right, stopped fulling around night clubs till day light. Visited the library, took walks in the park, even whent to church wearing a tie, searching for so called, mrs right.

He searched and searched till the days where nights. He searched all over till 2 years past. He grew weary of church, bored with libraries. The people at the park started pointing at this weird man who took walks by himself.

After years of searching he quit the quest. Concluded that in life, there is no mrs right...

Corrupted by the polution we visualise through our television screans.

Acting out sin as life because of the stage of immorality this world is in.

Exchanging love for lust because of the confusion soap dramas and movies bring.

Having unlawful urges convincing us to sin cause of the ****** they are said to bring.

Unknowingly chasing hell because it is hidden by short skirts and alcohol, the pleasures we indulge in.

Dieing every day.

Sining cause we know no other way.

Truelly all man have gone astray.

Til the morning comes.

Til the sunbeams hit my eyes and i believe you're mine. Til the night vanishes in a dream, and reality for once becomes real.

Til i am where i should be, next 2 u, with no space between us except a synaptic connection of hearts intervention.

Til fate and destiny intertwine to bring the future into this time. A future so bright it lights up my life, pullng me out of immoral darkness into your heavenly presence.

Til it is safe to call u mine, without the fear you'll leave me behind. If life goes on, let it be with you. Holding hands, maybe share even a dance if the stars will light up the night and give us just a chance.

Til the morning comes i'll burn the midnight lamp.

Til the morning comes, until we dance.

Til the morning comes, for that single chance.

Til the morning comes

Let time and space be captured in a picture, let the beauty of the world be found in one place.

Let me adore the treasure searched for by kings. Let me look at your face and believe paradise exists...

The medieval days of this modern world, the cruelty, corruption that runs our society.

In this state of darkness is there any hope for light?.

In this loveless world can i believe in a fairytale life?

In this lustful generation is there any love?

In this planet of sick emotions is there any pure love?

Love, live and never forget to laugh.

Wise words.

But in this day, does anyone still love?