love is a mysterious thing.
an untamable beast,
a perfect storm,
i guess it comes in goes in waves.
and now i can't help but wonder,
when did your love for me ebb?
when did it wilt away like
a neglected daisy?
was it ever there to begin with?
i can see it in your eyes.
i'm just another brick in the wall.
i don't want to hurt you, baby.
i don't want to choose myself
and walk away to find someone
who does really love me.
but what choice do i have?