love
It’s nice while it lasts.
It goes quite fast.
Love fills the air like gas.
Then goes to the past.
Love becomes hate.
Leaving that as your fait.
Who knows what went wrong.
Now it’s just a bad song.
Love comes and goes.
But who knows.
If it will last or just go.
Love is hidden for you to find.
So many people you will meet.
Before you find the lover you seek.
(2014)
You will find the lover you seek in the end.
