Love is the most frightening concept of all
Your heart is your most fickle friend
As hard as you try you always manage to fall
Inevitably betrayed by your feelings in the end
Beginnings are always fairytale-esque
It seems as though nothing can go wrong
You care not what in the future may rest
Love is your weapon and it will prove to be strong
There are many twists and turns as love goes
Doubts, like daggers, stab at your every thought
With passing time, trust fades into the shadows
Your weapon failed you as you continually fought
You come to a choice and must decide where to go
Live or die, fight or give in, the choice is up to you
One will give you the chance to know
And one, no knowledge of what love is true
To live and fight, or give in and die; you weigh your options with a sigh
Not one for shortcuts or easy-ways-out, you choose to wait to die
