• Love loses a life everyday,
    But nobody seems to stay.
    I dream for my heart to be filled with love,
    Although not many of us have a heart like a dove.

    Love is like a spell,
    My eyes did glisten as I fell.
    Days seem lonely and cold,
    My heart is like a treasure chest full of gold.

    Love can tear apart your hopes and dreams,
    But not before your soul feels like streams.
    There are many times that we wish and beg,
    And I would sacrifice anything even my arm or my leg.

    Love will creep up on you,
    But I wish you would love me too.
    Many of my days are spent looking for the one,
    And I will discover that love never existed when you are gone.