I feel so lost,
My feelings are so tossed.
I don't know what to think,
I'm like a pen without ink.
Should I love or forget,
Should I stay or regret
Was this love not meant to be,
like a cloud in the middle of the sea.
Is this love supposed to stay,
Like the excitement when a child shouts "Hooray!"
Should we let it fly away like a kite,
Or hold on dearly with all our might.
I say keep this love,
for it has the beauty of a dove.
