When is love real?

We glide through life with wings of a bird,

brushing confusion away.

Convincing ourselves we have found true love,

from fear of being alone for a day.

We create beautiful things that exist in our mind,

prepared for anything we may find.

For we have found true love.

He will change, she will change, it will be all right,

for now I feel whole.

I give so much, yet receive so little in return,

I feel no connection of souls.

I have invested so much of my life yet feel so unfulfilled.

My mind prevents me from leaving,

I'm held hostage against my will.

Still I wait to be discovered,

hoping true love will be uncovered.

My heart aches day after day.

Sitting, longing, waiting to FEEL the empty words you say.

"I love you."

Those three words have no meaning,

if they are not followed by actions.

Yet fools like me have the same reaction,

falling head over heels at the thought.

Once our minds expose us to the truth,

we no longer feel distraught.

Life is now infused with hope and strength,

for life's lesson has been taught.

No one can make you feel complete.

The key to this discovery will appear,

when you finally embrace your fears.

That is when love is real.