Love, what is your story?
Are you like the Sun
Who warms the world around you?
Do you feel tired?
Even a tiny sting?
Whenever someone like me
Doesn’t know how to begin?
Or to continue with you?
What is there to say?
Love, what is your story?
So I may write my own today.
Love, why are you that way?
When you've given all that you have have
You give more away?
When does it begin, then?
And how does it end?
Does love fit the verse of a writer
If all he does is pretend?
Do you forgive?
Please teach me your ways
So I can write my own story
And start to love today.
When do you know that it’s okay to be?
Love is, I don’t know, it is a stranger to me.

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