What is love?
A fragile flower,
A gentle breeze,
A winter sunset,
A summer rain,
A single date,
Or is it something of shame?
What is love?
A peaceful dream,
A simple hug,
A spring fling,
A falling leaf,
The second date,
Or is it something to leave?
What is love?
A gentle touch,
A happy face,
That happy day,
That happy place?
This is love?
A fragile flower,
A gentle breeze,
A winter sunset,
A summer rain,
A single date,
The second date,
Ten months later,
what is love?
A broken heart,
A fallen tear,
A harsh word,
A broken blade,
a sad face,
Is this love?
This was love,
that broke apart,
is it still love?
Am I obsessed,
or holding on?
'Cause I think I love you,
When all these things are repeated,
will you love me too?
Author notes
sorry it's so long, but you know, I'm Amanda... That should be more than enough of an excuse.
Written July 2nd, 2005
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Wow, Still love him? Im surprised you havent been clobbered with screams telling you to not like him, like i get with Brittany..
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