Love loved then gone like a cloud

Love loved then gone like a cloud

Hormones with lots of emotions

Time quells the lust

The happy pink view loses its veneer

The real test begins

Crossing the heart and hope to survive

Holding hands now hope that the looks don’t kill

A wish on a crashed shooting star

Passion you little attention disorder

Heart fell and the body held as long as it could

Move on or work the game players hate to play

The wind picks up

Why does new always means gone in the end?

Tears for some and the grieving make the taste bitter for the other innocent

Sky has become clear love front for days

Love loved then gone like a cloud