Love is not always expressed in the way we like it to be.

sometimes we never really hear the words love because to

I was dancing in the breeze

Watching you carefully

Your eyes would fall upon me

I'd look away, shyly

When you nipped my

Thirsty Love

To love someone to set them free does that mean they never really had the chance to be, did we somehow keep

You look me in the eye,
telling me one more pretty lie,
you smile one last time,
knowing your crime
is gonna hurt me.

Now you

Did our love exist?

You whispered words of love...

You shouted bold faced lies...

Was the love a lie?

I can never know.