That thing…….
That thing called love.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Love is confused.
That thing……
That thing called love.
Messes with you in more ways than one.
One moment your heart skips a beat,
Next you are day dreaming.
That thing…..
That thing called love!
You can never get enough.
The heart, with a mind of its own.
Barely makes sense.
That thing……..
That thing called love.
Life’s truest mystery.
Is it intentional or unconscious?
I just can’t tell.
That thing…..
That thing called love.
Sometimes jolly.
Other times irky.
Some other times blurry.
That thing…..
That thing called love.
Is something beautiful.
A language on its own.
Only two hearts understand.
That thing…..
That thing called love.
Time is never enough.
Words can never fully describe.
But the eyes always tells it all.
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