Love is fear,
we all know,
whenever we keep falling in the deep..
As I look at the the stars at night,
I know it’s you I seek.
I miss you..
Why is it that I just reply our old good day,
a sweet word you used to say,
your stormy eyes of grey,
every smile when you used to play..
–with my heart..
Love is forever,
But I never thought I ended up being without you..
Love is a battle,
Love is a fragile emotion you can blow,
you can blow it away..
Love is a painful decision,
sometimes it happens in a wrong way..
Love is a never-ending feeling,
like the never-ending memory of your stormy eyes so grey..