Love

The grass was grown and cut.
The wind brought Winter and the snow brought Spring,
the rain brought Summer and the drought brought Autumn.

They were lovers in disguise.
Oh the lies, so many lies.

And waiting for the days to end
for maybe then, maybe then.

Waiting for the others to leave,
for maybe then, maybe then.

She stood in the rain when he wasn't there
saltwater, saline, the clouds would thunder
and she would whisper his name.

And he knew she was too sweet,
Dripping sugar and oozing hope between her fingers
she told him this was forgiveness

To deserve to be forgiven means you are a good person
and to beg he would not do but in his head he's screaming
for her, for someone, to please understand

There is all ways some one else.
They can never be together despite the look in their eyes.

On his knees, she's on hers, switching the upper hand
The power to hurt always prevails.

In the ideal world, together forever
The love songs where the dreams are twisted into writing

They always end up happy.

And years may come, Summer, Autumn, Spring.
Dreaded months may pass, pretending that neither is the one

but each eye caught, each dream she has
each time he thinks of her beneath the stairs
her eyes ablaze with passion and her dreams written on her lips
They remember and they know.

True Love lasts forever.