@1.44am 11.11.11 - josh ..quickly penned in response to a fb status update about finding love..

in Love you're so high you're on top of the world
you hold nothing back you've given it all
a few hands of cards and he wants to fold
the happier you are the harder you fall

love the disease that gives till it hurts
it taketh away what you gave it and more
it's filled your desires, hungers and thirsts
in the end you grow strong but you closeth the door

to play another hand, vulnerable and raw
in Love and in Lust You open the door
You step into the room, filled with Heartbeats and dust
Look around You, it's dark... Why did You trust?

A few hands of cards and he wants to fold
the happier You are, the harder You fall
A few hands of cards and he wants to fold
the happier You are, the harder You fall

into this world, and you walk and you walk
you grow old, you feel tired, the fire goes out
just what sort of lessons were you s'posed to learn
you look up to the sky, you shiver and shout

You experienced the Love to experience the burn
It's Inherant in Love is Pain without doubt
His voice, smell, and memories, within you they churn
You were luckier than some to see what Love is about.