I used to believe in love and all its splendor
I wanted it in my life with all its grandeur
I met my Diana and thought this has to be true love
it was beautiful and exciting and very fulfilling
I thought this is forever like never before
I thought I was in love in the past
at the end I realized I wasn't
but this time I know it was true- but she wasn't
I feel used and empty
she was lost in her mind at the end of our time
and after all my love to her I wonder if it was real
I wonder if she is capable of real love
or any love for that matter
I am told one must love them selves to love another
why would anyone want it all one day
and throw it away the next
is love for real, apparently not for me
I give up on love as of this day
go back to being me the other way
cold , deliberate, and no conscience for anything
love took that away and now its slowly coming back.
I wanted it in my life with all its grandeur
I met my Diana and thought this has to be true love
it was beautiful and exciting and very fulfilling
I thought this is forever like never before
I thought I was in love in the past
at the end I realized I wasn't
but this time I know it was true- but she wasn't
I feel used and empty
she was lost in her mind at the end of our time
and after all my love to her I wonder if it was real
I wonder if she is capable of real love
or any love for that matter
I am told one must love them selves to love another
why would anyone want it all one day
and throw it away the next
is love for real, apparently not for me
I give up on love as of this day
go back to being me the other way
cold , deliberate, and no conscience for anything
love took that away and now its slowly coming back.
Jenny
