Melody of Love
Never stop loving everything...
Love is a curious thing,
it makes one cry,
it makes one sing.
Love makes you protect,
to feel emotional,
to reflect...
I remember loving her before I loved her.
I remember seeing her before I saw her.
I remember hearing her before I heard her.
I remember touching her before I touched her.
But now it is a fading memory,
composing a melody of love,
for my heart to play,
as I lay still.
