You say all the things a woman wants to hear…
and I think that’s what I fear..
sometimes I feel like shedding a tear…
all these emotions one person can’t steer
Is love an illusion?
or is this just my life without conclusion?
Is it normal for me to feel a weird way?
like if my soul was suddenly taken through the day?
If this is reality then I want to dream.
because, love might forsake my eyes
and it may not look like what it seems.
This poem was written/submitted by candy.