Love is a Perplexing thing <br />Coming and going like the season of spring <br />One second its there, the next it’s gone <br />Almost as if it melts into Dawn <br />Like the Rays of the Sun, one minute it’s bright <br />But the next your blind, lost in the light <br />Waiting to be found, as if you ever were <br />Then you realize, it was all just a blur <br />False Truths in the concoction called love <br />Was it love, or just the lack thereof?<br /><br />Austin Morris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/false-truths/
