What is....

What is life without love,
What is love without pain,
What is pain without tears,
What are tears without sarrow,
What is sarrow without darkness,
What is darkness without light,
What is light without happiness,
What is happiness without peace,
What is peace without love,
What is love without life.

Lost

I have hurt you,
in so many ways.
And i regret it all,
for I have lost something,
rather remarkable.

I've lost my first
"I Love You"
My first real smile,
My shooting star.
My chance with you.

And I can cry,
And I can say Im sorry,
but I can never make
you love me again.
for you deserve,
someone so much better,
than what I could ever be.

Someone that is,
paitent and kind.
Someone to make you smile,
when you are sad.
Some that is what,
I could never be.

Wrong

I use to think

that having you with me,

or having you love me,

was the most important thing,

in this world.

But i was wrong,

its not having you with me,

or having you love me

that matters the most.

But its having you alive,

its knowing that your breathing,

Its knowing that your making it through

this cruel world.

Dream

The world began with love,

its from love that we were born,

from the day we were born we have been loved.

To be loved is what we dream about,

from the time we were little kids,

Its the dreams that make love so unbelievable

when it finally becomes a reality.

The reality is so much more than,

we could have ever dreamed of.

Without or with

Without love there would only be darkness

Without love there would only be hate

Without love there is only war,

Without love there is no hope,

Without love there is only the dead silence,

Without love there would be no you and me.

With love there is light everywhere,

With love there is joy and happiness,

With love there is a sense of peace,

With lover there is the hope of a million souls,

With love there is the sound whispering giggles,

With love there is a chance for us to be together forever,

Lost and Found

We can run

and we can hide,

but we will always be found,

by the ones we love.

They know all of our

best hidding spots,

Where we go when were

mad, or sad, or scared.

They know how to act like,

they stumbled across us.

When theyve really been looking,

sence the second we started running.