True love is what touches your heart, deep down.
A gift as simple as a silky rose.
Beautiful art that you find around town.
Lift your love so it’s me it can enclose.

The pain of having it all fall apart.
Dreadful is my heart when thinking of you.
An anchor chain that is my bleeding heart.
The thought of falling for you makes me blue.

They tell stories of memories, your eyes.
Fighting off the world, we were once so strong.
Above reminds me of the day, the skies.
It was exciting, knowing it was wrong.

Wishing to the heavens, for what’s in store.
It will be sweet for this love bloom once more.