You Made Me Believe Again
Life filled my spirit with realism and disbelief,
I was told Romanticism equaled pain and despair.
I stopped believing, became bitter and lonely,
Thinking humanity had lost its way out there.
You promised me sweets; I knew you’d forget,
Yet you returned with one simple fruit in hand,
Filling my soul with forgotten feelings and smiles,
A simple gesture, why do I now care again?
Was it your smile, those pleading eyes so sincere?
Or the love that compelled you to show you cared?
Or perhaps the music whispering love in my ear?
I care not about the how, for I’m feeling again,
I felt love despite not having felt it for a long time.
You made me believe again, my heart beats again.
