Mud Puddle

A dream is such a fragile thing So beautiful, it is But, when I think of that said dream I wonder, is it his? Does he believe what I believe Does he like, like I think The only thing I know that’s true Is that I can’t sleep a wink Why do you torture me so Your very presence makes me wonder Just leave me in peace, such restless minds I’m slowly going under Thinking love is such a thing Where hurt is always around But, if you like me, like I think I will not hit the ground You’ll hold me in your arms so tight Never let me go For one thing I am sure is that I love you, very much, so… - Love is like a mud puddle, you don't know how far you'll go, until you step in and try... (This is one I transferred from my DeviantART account)