a poem

to tell you this story
I'm not the right person
'cause the sky may look peaceful
but my heart still aches
with some old love storm

just take it as it is
and don't go further than this
the night it's cold
and my heart is old
as you love is not as you told

swing and rock out
to the sound of the thunders
this love of mine is not for real
and you won't feel it even if you want to
cause this world ain't for us

and when a child cries
the clouds will send us rain
and when a child smiles
God will show us the sun
so bright as anyone had ever saw it

and when my heart bleeds
I wish I could bury this love for good