Love is a fairytail, it only exsists for those who can have it.
Love is a dream that is elusive, makes one think when they sit.
Love is a game to some who only want to play.
Love is a place only for some for a time to stay.
Love is a fantascy which fades from sight.
Love is a failing dream that wavers in the night.
Love is said to rein in abundance, only for a time.
Love is a prelude, it makes people feel better in a rhyme.
Love seems to make one think they are stronger then they are.
But once your heart is broken by this thing called Love its a burnt star.
