The Love Told

How I sang with glee when you told me of your love A love I could only always dream of A promise of togetherness, our hearts combined But when the love shattered, what else will be mine? How do I even recognize which were the ones I compromised? When the tears are making it impossible to synthesize. How do I put together these torn, painful pieces? If each time I do, I miss your warming kisses. Never thought we' d come this closer To this point I feared further. What assuring words would be left to say? If the love you told me could not even make you stay. ccvf -- 2:16 P.M. April 17, 2008