Sometimes

Sometimes I wonder why...
Why I give up...
Whether it be on people or life,
I'm always a lost pup.

People say that love comes and goes,
I seem to agree
Although it seems so simple.
It doesn't grow on trees.

"Love" is such a strong word to me.
I've recently found.
For every last relationship it was said.
Our "love" just drowned.

Once I've said it, I know that it's true.
I've also found out,
It doesn't go away like rain.
Instead stays strong and stout.

For now love must wait.
At least until I graduate.
Having "love" been said too many times.
I can't repeat, on fear of lies.