So often when in love, we give our best
We give our heart, soul, mind, body and all the rest
No matter how much we get back at the end
We just give and sacrifice, as long as we can
Then ..... things just fizzle out
We are just bogged down
Tears and heart aches
What is left is scars of our mistakes.
The next time comes around again
We swore we are not gonna love with so little to gain
But we would be loved endlessly
Wishful thinking
At the end, we do get what we want, at approximate
Cos we love so anxiously, we can't help it
But this time around, love does come back to us
There is bound to be a time, when love breaks the curse.
This time, love is going to be so different
All that we have gave, will get back in many folds return
Cos we dare to love, and be loved
Despite all the pain that we have been hurled through
This time, we will be recognized and appreciated
And will be love back, with so much to receive
Cos it is the right time, although seems risky still
It is also the right person, for the others are so willed.
No comments:
Post a Comment