If love is meant to be a gift so pure, Then why the cries and many lies that bruise? Why nights without much sleep I must endure? And why the words of raging tones we use? If love is meant to be a harmful thing, Then why the laughs and fervent hugs that last? And why the words of sweetened sound we bring? And why do pleasant thoughts flee from the past? But do not fear to love somebody's soul, And do not push away the yearning heart. Yet if love dies in endless cries, control, Control the pain, now gather faith and start. And in no time your heart will taken be, For love engages lonely hearts, I see.
Reason for writing:
My love for my boyfriend is the inspiration to almost every poem I write. He's also my best friend and love.
I love you Niall, and you have taught me all about love.
Birth sign: Cancer
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