I'm absolutely sure this poem will reach a few

Breaking up to make up thats what people do

Him with her and her with him

Battles of the mind seemed to dwell within

From what I recall, this wasn't common back then

Love was love and love was kind

That was said from a friend of mine

While searchin for that love concrete

We run into humps and bumps on the street

What happened to that Golden thing

And the love between her King his Queen

Drama seemed healthier back then

Until drama once became my friend

Drama these days seem very lethal

I'm guessing today its very natural

It might cause some heartache and pain

Drama is free..so what would you gain?

Breaking up to make up

thats all people do

Pain isn't love its gloomy and blue

Desire to be desired and thought of for miles

Like when things are sour and distant a while

How about some wooosaaah and taking a walk

Coming home to Desired and wanting to talk

Relaying my message is nothing brand new

This thought that I'm sharing will attract just a few

I believe in love and not being over due

I believe in big love not the a couple or a few

I believe in old love just like I do the new

I believe in the simple phrase from the heart

"I Love You"

`Schronda