From: catherine47 - - - - Sent: 4/23/2002 6:38 AM
At times one wonders what loves meant to be. Giving the heart to someone so totally free. The heart, it then breaks in two. The pain of hurt, rejection, makes one so blue.
Wondering if love will ever find one again. Perhaps it will with a newer friend. That part of the heart that withers away so.
If its kept locked and guarded can it ever again know that there is still the chance for love to grow.
If the heart can learn to trust again and still believe,
Then theres a chance that love again a heart will see.
For someone can awaken that sleeping quiet sad heart.
To accept us for just ourselves from the start.
The restless dormant heart will again grow strong.
For now theres renewal we again belong.
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