A Bird Without a Mate
I used to believe in the word “love”
But now I’m not sure
I always thought when you’re in love good stuff will happen to you
But I experienced the pain love can bring to you
I once meet the love of my dreams, she was beautiful as a dove
But now the love of my life is gone, she flew away from me with her white angelic wings with another to a faraway place I don’t know of
If I could meet her again I would want to be by her side flying beside her
I would want things to be different, I want her to see that I changed I’m not the hideous black crow that I used to be
I never got the chance because she is probably with a better dove with bigger wings and a bigger beak than me someone that could treat her better
But I really want to move on but I can’t I keep thinking about all those precious memories we had together flying up in the bright sky
I can’t let my tangled thoughts of her bind my wings anymore. I must let it go. Her go.
But I can just find another dove just as angelic and beautiful as her
I won’t I swore my love to her and loyalty only to her
But I might be considered to be a lonely dove
I used to be a lovers boy flying away up in the bright sky all happy as I could be
But now I’m not sure.