Come love, is it you?
Again your time must come
But the one hasn't
As my heart melts,
shallow and turning cold
You alone, the warmth of love
envelops me in your arms
But all this is a mere imagination with a bit of cold truth.
You are still there, and I am still here
When are we ever going to cross paths together?
|
||||||
 |
It's February, the month of Hearts. :):)
|