Love,Love,Love

Love, a cynic's view point

I am sitting in the darkness of my heart, as I start to fall apart.

I wait each and everyday, for a love so sweet to come my way,

yet in my stone cold heart I know, it's only real in that reality show.

And, I know I wait in vain, for the sting of ice cold rain,

to wash away the never ending tears and cleanse my fears,

of waiting each and every day, for a love so sweet to come my way.

I cry as I slowly fall apart, sitting in the darkness of my heart.