What do you think about, when you're alone?
Did the thoughts flood your mind, where the light finally shone?
Her love was your food, and now you are skin and bones.
Life is the road, walk on the stones.
See that old store front and imagine the times that passed
Look beyond that cracked window's glass
Time may have stopped here but it wont last
The door is closed, open it fast.
You see it now, on this old wooden floor
The scuff marks from the shoes of others before
The old walls that heard the stories of hearts that poured
Of women and men that they adored.
Leave the past behind, open your heart
Its not an end, instead a start
To love again anew, thats the best part
Words to romance, Love's an art.
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