• Dust
    What is love?
    Is it something you can breathe,
    see or feel?
    Is it even real?
    Is it in you or me
    maybe the enemy?
    Do i deserve this thing after all I've done,
    or should I just walk this Earth alone
    till I turn to Dust?
    Maybe I wasn't ment to feel,
    give, or recieve this eluding mystery.
    All I can say is
    love is said to be a wonderous.
    So treasure it while you can
    and hold it with open hands.
    so as not to crush it when it lands.