I love you.

Do you love me?

I truly do believe

that we were meant to be,

all of our precious moments together

are now lost forever.

Is it a waist

to have that little taste,

that little taste of love

like holding a white dove?

But when the dove flies away

are we forever going to have to pay,

pay for the mistake

or was it a risk we needed to take?

Is love the definition of heartbreak,

or could it be like the warm feeling of your someone holding you in their arms?

while we both look up at the stars

My hope never dies

that i could still get lost in your eyes.

While i wish to god

i wonder if it could be

that you actually do still love me.