LOVE HAS NO END
One look into your eyes
And I was instantly overwhelmed with love
Your bright smile beckoned me
Your warm hands comforted me
You were sent from heaven
To cause me nothing but bliss
And I was in love!
Love is always patient and kind,
But I can’t seem to stand
hours you keep me waiting
The dates you break off at the last minute
I can’t help but lash back at you,
When after all that you think all will be alright
Just after one kiss
Love is never jealous
But how can I help myself,
When you seem to spend all the time with her?
Of course you work together,
Yet lately you are always working late
And I sit all alone
As my imagination wonders
What exactly are the two of you doing?
Love is never boastful or conceited
But yet I couldn’t stop myself,
You were the pearl I had looked for all my life
Like a proud owner I flaunted you,
Rubbing you on everone’s face
I was always the ugly duckling
But finally I had met a handsome prince
Maybe I over did it
Maybe I pushed you away, after all
Love is never rude or selfish
But what was I supposed to do?
Just sit back and watch the two of you make out,
Was it selfish of me to burst in on you?
While you both still had your clothes on?
Yes, I am selfish. I deserve to know the truth
And I had the right to know your choice
Love does not take offence, it is not resentful.
Yet I can’t seem to be able to forgive
Even with the red roses lined up before me,
The image of the two of you
Forever imprinted in my mind
How can I just let it go?
How will I know it will never happen again?
How can I move on, and let you embrace me
When all the warmth and comfort you offered,
Seems to have frozen?
Love takes no pleasure in other people’s sins, but delights in the truth.
So I should be delighted,
That you came right out and admitted, finally.
So all my suspicions had always been true,
She wasn’t your first, nor second, nor third
You had them lined up way before you met me,
Yet I had thought you my angel
Sent specifically for me
Yet I was just a drop,
In your sea of lovers
Love is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes
But I know I didn’t sign up for this.
For how can I excuse an offense that hasn’t been committed only once?
And how can I ever trust you again?
Am I to keep hoping that someday you will change
While I endure all the heartache you put me through?
I deserve much better,
And that’s not you.
Love does not come to an end.
I guess what I had wasn’t love then,