i will never understand
love between a woman and man
simply because one will authenticate the vow between the two
one will remain just
as the other hearts lust
and the love loses its value
ones heart will wonder to another
while the heart that holds honest
will be broke
and so a twisted thing with "love"
is the heart that is honest
is the only one to be battered
and thrown easily to the side
the faithful beating soul shattered among a lonely avenue
walking the street searching for the false love that was shown
searching through the snow with wet fingertips
praying the heart not bid ado
so what is it to love?
what is it to put your hope in someones arms
that only continue to reach the other way?