Love is lIke a river,
It flows in different paths,
some come to a dead end,
while some forever last.
Our love hit some rocky points,
all along the way,
Which direction it was going,
i wondered everyday.
I worried about our love,
and whether or not it was true,
Though i knew i loved you,
the one i was worried about was you.
Our river would flow into a narrow path,
as we would argue and fight i wondered if it would stop
Then we would kiss and make up,
and our fight was soon forgot.
The path we took down this river of love,
Will determine what we should do.
Our fate will soon come to truth.
*Dedicated to my bf*
