Your love is true but painful,like the bullet of a gun
as the trigger is released and the last shot is done.
Your love is like a long awaited package, screaming to be open
but as you slowly tear it you know the excitement is now broken.
Your love is like a deep dark forest, that promises new adventure,
but as you trek through the woods you know there\'s no way back from the centre.
Your love is like a dawning sun, hiding the upcoming storm, and even though its
lied to you, you still adore it most of all.
Your love is like a dwindling fire, approaching it\'s deaths door, but still you
sit there hanging on to the last flame begging it for more.
Your love is like a pack of cards, not knowing what you\'ll get, but once your dealt hand is
good, the gamble you forget.
Your love is like a healing scab, covered over and protected, yet I still pick at it knowing
i\'ll soon be lectured.
Your love is like tattoo, eternal and true, but that doesn\'t mean it doesn\'t come with regrets
and a judgment or two.
And how you feel about me? I still have no clue, but after all you put me through, I still love you
for being you.