Love to hate, and hate to love..
The heart buried beneath the gravel..
Our brain had fought against it, not yet victorious,
A war has begun to unravel
What we know and what we feel,
Against odds come to a halt..
Our very insides have begun to fight an emotional battle..
Deathly, but neither are at fault
We choose to live by intelligence or feelings,
sometimes live with one another.
Yet why have i become so confused..
ah..i still have not found the one i would call "my lover"
who are you, where will you come from?
I still wait, searching for a sign..
Until then my heart shall remain calm,
it's pulse beating a steady line..
When the time comes, it shall rise from slumber..
yes...when it's time i shall know..
whether it's real or just a lie, Remember...
You reap what you sow.