Relationship

A lost love is like an olden song

A break up is like shattered glass

Pain is like a tainted red knife

and our heart is like love's sacrifise.

When a relationship takes place in a couple's life,

everything seems like is perfect, right?

Like a red flower blooming with pride

in one of winter's coldest nights.

But as this goes on,

The fights dont take long to come forth...

And tears start to take place instead of smiles...

as that red flower slowly loses its bring light...

And when that flower drifts away,

Lightning and thunder will take its place

as its petals fall one by one

like shattered glass

And when the last petal falls to the rough, blue ice

The winter will replace them with black-iced knives

As the final countdown starts once again

for those knives to be tainted red

And as their hearts get cracked and teared apart,

Soon the knives become as red as blood,

and as the phrase "Break up" echoes in the cold wind

one more love becomes a long lost song