Your love was like,
a painted picture of a boat,
flowing up and down a stream,
alluring I into your relaxation of water.
All of a sudden,
while in a sloshing, serenity moment,
your love captured me like a twinkle of a star,
reflecting from the motion of the water.
For in both our eyes,
ooh, what a flicker from that moment,
to this one,
is where the sadness came into play.
For it was your hidden broken self,
you began to display to me,
your pain,
over and over again, my dear.
Your trivial antics pulled your love away from me,
while altering the state of your true well being,
when I first met you,
wow, your love.
Your views were so dynamic,
so I thought back then,
I will always remember your love though.
Your love.
