LOVE IS A LIE.

They say that when the one comes you know.
And that you wont know what to say or where to go.
All the nights I spent hoping, wishing and praying.
For trueness so real that is not denied it understands
The night wind brushes against my skin
Something good I feel within
When will the feeling come?
How will I know what to say and where to go?
Maybe you hold the key
Maybe you only know
These feelings are so rare
And I know you really care
Not just what crawls on the outside
But what trembles deep and I cannot hide
Together we will stay
Heart to heart
Hand in hand
With your lips to mine
And when you look at me with those eyes
So sweet, so innocent, so divine
I feel this way today and will feel the same tomorrow.
I feel pain no longer
The day came and I can say
That these feelings are real and I know that is love I feel

-judea jeannette