Love is a sacred thing
it cannot be touched or held but felt...

The way she looked
When I was staring in her eyes...

The feeling inside
I did not express...

The sun and the moon
In the ever changing sky...

Are you relieved
or do you feel pain...

I am the thing of legend,
Of story and of myth...

I feel i should be resurrected
because my heart was unprotected...

Laying on my back i see
all the things that could have been...

Dazed and confused
beaten down and used...

Waiting for a sign that's yet to come
Which will show me what to do...