Love is so bountiful
it follows us, shouts to us
we are oblivious
too busy complaining
about a lack of love
Love wants to be our friend
Love tries to warn us from hurt
but we say "you are jealous, you dont care"
"what would you know about love?"
Love tells us stories of experience
but we tell love
"you are old fashioned"
"things are different these days"
Love tries to cuddle us
show us it's acheivements
But we say "I am too busy"
and we push love away
and we send love to it's room
Love tries to curl up on our lap
but we shoo love away
and we say to love "you are a pest"
and we shut love out in the cold
We cry ourselves to sleep asking
"where is the love?"
The a stranger comes and claims our heart
tramples it
bruises it
shouts to us "I hate you, i will beat you and cheat you"
and we say
"yes, you must be love!!!"