qfreak69

Lies are like flies, they infect the wounds of our heart.
They bring us down into the gutter of society,
Where all thing bad are most likely to pick at the sours.
Broken promises are the same; they infect and destroy,
Life most precious gift, love of another.

Some say it is better to live alone,
But as an experience philosopher, I say it is not,
Your hearts will still hunt for its other half.

Man is not complete without woman,
And woman is not complete without man,

For those who say it is better to be alone,
They are just fooling themselves into a life of misery,
And their heart will die within them, un-whole.
Broken by the weigh of loneliness.

I die without your love, you know who you are,
but you do not know me, for if you did,
you would love me as I love you.

For I am a fool for love,
I search for someone to touch my soul,
and bring me happiness, within.

When the sun sets will I be alone,
only you can aswer this question,
and only your heart knows how.