People have different views,
On this feeling we call love.
Some say it’s harsh; and a waste of time,
Others say beautiful; symbolic A hand to a glove.
So should we treat it valued?
Should we treat it nice?
Should we give up everything to have it,
A lost world of sacrifice?
Some say yes and some say no,
To let this feeling in.
The forgotten feelings could always fade,
And yet come right back in.
It does not take forever long,
To make a brand-new start.
It only takes the burning desire,
And to try with all your heart
