Sometimes I feel love is just a tale.
A sad story with no happy ending,
only a misleading beginning.
When I look around,
seeing happy faces,
I can only wish them the best.
Because when it ends,
a heart is broken.
Broken beyond repair.
Love is a test.
A test of faith.
A test of truth.
A test of hope.
Once you fall for it once,
it is hard to go back.
It is hard to trust.
It is hard to hope.
It is hard to have faith.
Again.
It will happen though.
Let your heart loose.
Take a risk,
knowing as you start to love,
that it may not last,
but you will gain experience.
You will gain knowledge.
You will gain strength.
You will learn to have hope.
You will learn to love again.