I thought I’d been in love
Once or twice before
I never realized
What it really had instore
I thought I knew love
To find out it was an illusion
To watch the smoke and mirrors,
as a curtains fades
To pretend it was love everyday
To wake up from a sleep,
so deep, Yet wide awake
I met love face to face
In the lovely eyes of someone
I hold close
To hold someone’s hand and finally
feel safe again
Awh, Grace, this is so beautiful
Thanks Marysa 🙂
I love this, it has such a pretty meaning and a beautiful background. I like how the reader can interpret it in many ways and can relate to it. Great piece 🙂