Love
What is love?
Is it something I can explain?
I don’t know
Is it true that love is blind?

Love
It’s not something I can explain
It is something I can show
But, it is invisible
Only visible to us

I share something, because I care about him
But love is not something I can share
Like sharing a sandwich

“Love is like a piece of art work
Even the smallest bit can be beautiful”
Wherever I go I see, only love in my eyes

But even that small bit of art you once thought of beautiful
In your life
Is no longer in your eyes
Love can break so easily
Like a clay pot
Once it’s broken, it’s broken
No matter how hard I try, I can’t
I can’t put it all together once again

BUT I WISH…………I CAN …JUST ONE MORE LAST TIME