A couple in love,
Or so things seemed.
Pure as a dove
He could only dream.
He was amazed
By her affection
Now he is dazed.
Feels like he has an infection.
He is heart is now in two
They have dated
He can�t believe its true
I guess they weren�t fated.
To have that great feeling
The feeling they call love
Once so pure
Now he needs a cure.
"Now without any bull $h!t our life will be nothing more than a rose with out sharp nasty thorns. We would go on with out pricking
a finger or wading waste deep in $h!t." -John E. Buchholz-