Poem : A Sad Little Thing Called Love
|A sad little thing called love|
Misery and hurt, those feelings that you feel when the person you love is no longer with you.
Thinking about the finish line
Alone I sit here now
And my heart breaks with the road that I take
And I am hoping I am awake
When you tell me that you are mine
You‘ll think I have lost my mind
And my heart aches as I sit by the lake
Then I contemplate
Everything reminds me of forgotten times.
Walking down these empty streets
Love is meant to hurt, that’s its design
I feel so alone on this night
Just hold me once, make me feel like home and tell me that you're mine...