Love in so many ways makes you whole
Caring and thoughtfulness completes a soul
Without anyhtign a heart turns black as night
Nothing to complete you, means no trust even in the light
This soul has loved and lost to many times
Never finding the right one until way past my prime
Noone to blame for all that was here
But my own self and no pity for my own mistakes
Out of chances for true love, no trust left at all
Even if me and her dont make it passed this
Trust was my weakness through "us"
In the end it will be my strongest virtue
