If Love is an illusion, then why does it feel so real?
Giving us the wounds that don't look like they'd heal.
We didn't set out thinking we'd be standing here,
Teary eyed on a bright sunny day....
Love was not meant to do this to us,
Leave us speechless, hurting and fray.
Because it was love that brought us here,
Why should it be taken away?
Does the world not understand that without love it would never exist?Then who are they to pass decree?
Just pawns in the game of chess…
And yet they still fail to understand...
Only Love can make you feel real,
And only Love can break your heart.
Only Love can cause you to have faith.
And only Love can tear you apart.
In the written word, they'd say it was patient, pure and kind
The feeling they'd proclaim,
But if our love is pure, then why do they give it a tainted name?
