Young Love

February 6, 2008
Love is an ocean
That runs miles deep
For every few miles
There’s one that you’ll keep
The first ever smile
The last ever gaze
Heartache on file
Thoughts all ablaze
The way that you smile
The way that you sing
All the love in my heart
The fire it brings
In the blink of an eye
That feeling could fade
To nothing at all
With a swift cutting blade
The feeling of sadness
The tears on my face
My heart tearing in two
Drowning in haste
Hearts started bleeding
Covered in red
Love started to wither
A feeling of dread
A motion of falling
Falling so fast
That with one passing day
It could be the last
Remember the feeling
That joyful past
For each loving kiss
It could be your last

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