Love Is A Waste Of Time

Sometimes love is magic

Nothing truly ever made sense until he came into her life.

She climbs onto the bridge,

She jumps off,

Despite fear and uncertainty she felled in love and dies. 

Sometimes love is hope 

The moon, stars, the sun witnessed the moment 

The moment when their love grows,

The blue skies framed their love into a pretty picture,

Their love was picture perfect. 

Sometimes love is tragic 

He left her bewitched at his doorstep, 

A cherry falls on her feet.

Her eyes filled with tears,

She remained standing strong.

In the rain, In the cold, 

Remembering his bold words,

She ends her life. 

She left us with a question mark,

Is Love a waste of time?