• Love is a mystery; Hard to explain
    With your eyes wide open, yet you still can’t see the pain
    You wonder why everyone objects to your happiness
    When in all actuality everyone is sick and tired of your weariness
    Pathetic is the sight of you walking with a smile,
    What taste is left in their mouth is bile.
    It sickens me to see you this way,
    But at this point all I can do it wait for the day.
    So I wish you the best in life,
    Because it seems like you’re taking this pain in stride.
    Yet if you ever wish to change,
    Remember I’m only a call away.