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My hair of black and eyes of brown,so very sweet and pretty I was.From another country way on down,fascinated by what she says and does.
I opened up to Him of long paincause I felt comfortable you see.I relayed him past and the strainabout a mother, father, brother and me.
I said I was his soulmate foundcircumstances brought us together.We felt love actually knew no boundflocked together like birds of a feather.
Raised without love I never feltsaid I knew no other way but use.These were the cards she was dealtbut still that is certainly no excuse.
Perhaps it was simply my own faultbut I believed in love and the power.The wound hurts like filled with saltany prospects of love again are sour.
I have fallen in love just twice in my lifewhen I was young and again much older.There's been other love and even strifemy heart has grown wise but now colder.
I know it's sad to say that and I do fretand feel I may be missing out on such.Looking back through life with regretto hope or love anymore hurts to much.
