My love stands.

Silents tears running down my face,

My heart is no longer in its rightful place.

My quiet weeping is shaking threw my soul,

Because the key to my heart, you so easily stole.

But you broke it and tossed it aside,

And my sorrow I poorly try and hide.

Yet everytime I put my heart back into your hands,

And as always the offer of my love stands.

But as always it manages to slip away,

Yet don't worry, because someday I'll be okay.

By Laura.