Does love have to hurt?
Does one have to go through heart ache?
Is pain the assurance of love?
Does my heart have to bleed?
Does it have to feel like its been ground and matched on like foot bridge?
Are tears the water in which love swims, floats or is it drown?
Where is the running in the meadow or smelling of flowers?
Where is the sharing of an umbrella in the rain with the one you love?
Where is the exchange of sweet whispers and sweet nothings into the middle of the night?
Where is the gazing into the eyes of the one you love?
Where is the silent words spoken with the eyes that only lovers understand?
I wonder if love is a myth, an old wives’ tale
I wonder if there is another dimension to this …. Can it even be classified?
I wonder if I will ever pass this test ‘cos I fail it all too well
Are there lessons to be taken before embarking on the journey called love?
Are there road maps to avoid dead ends?
Can someone, anybody show me the way out?
I’m drowning and falling under. My throat is patched from screaming…
I guess everyone is busy trying to figure out their love path
Will I ever figure mine out?
Or am I destined to be lost, in this labyrinth called love?