Love: is it just your wishful thinking, or is it more?
Thoughts of loving you, they abhor.
But I wish for more, because I love you to my core.
Is it not enough?
How many times must you brake my heart,
maybe till it's tough?
Or maybe till I learn not to love.
I wish for more, love till it tore.
What am I wating for?
Till my love soars?
Or my heart grows sore?
Oh, but I wish for more.