Sometimes when days are not so kind to us at all,
And they don't let us give from us as much as we have...
And from love we hold on, so bad,to keep it all in our hearts and souls...
So much dreaming on! to end as emptied hands, just as we were before
I know most of the time, we try the best, we believe we can,
But, just as often love is so hard for us all the time...
With emotions so complexed and so confused, for us to fully understand,
And to make it work as far and as often as we had once planned
And for us then its an empty void, so great that we're left with
As the hours, days and months turned to years just gone by
And one day we wake up,with a heart full of sorrows and with no more hopes to sigh for
And all our caressed, true love and dreams, also seemed to have vanished from us... inside.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2006
