I will never know if this is true
My feelings protrude, out of the blue
My mind was dazed, please give me a clue
Does my heart really belongs to you?
Love lives before, it’s an old hat
It’s overrated, it’s an old chestnut
If you’ve tried to bestow your love to a deceitful cold guard
I’m warning you, old flames die hard.
Listen all ear to the old wive’s tale,
They will tell you, don’t swim if you can sail
Hold your torch, keep it ablaze and on fire
don’t let yourself be succumbed in mire.
words by: CJ Sanchez
photo;: copy to the owner