Chocolates and Roses,
That’s what represents undying love
But chocolates melt and roses wilt
What does that mean for the love I have felt
What about the love I hope to have?
Love comes from the clouds or so they say
Carried on some cupids arrow from up above
A journey to go on, some conquest to be won
It's supposed to be all silly cute and fun
Little hearts that say you're mine and songs that say you're the one
But I'm not convinced love is something that just happens, starts on a whim
And then is carried away the next day on the wind
Maybe love is more than that, Maybe love is something that is grown
Maybe love isn’t what they say it is all, Not something that occurs but that we create on our own
It's more than the leaves that change color and fall
It’s the tree left behind after, standing forever tall
built with deeply formed roots and arms reaching ever upward and outward
I dream and strive, and I pine, but why can't I create a love of that kind
And if I could, would it survive in a world where
Chocolates and roses help you get along just fine...
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