Another Love Story

The times we were together Has been time well spent. Lighter than any feather I felt with that sweet scent. And I am so grateful I feel deep relief, I have not fallen hopeful Like manys’ belief. It is for the best As I look away and above, That I am not like the rest With this false thing called love. It’s as clear as day Why can’t they see, Nothing escapes decay And routine does not flee. Looks will fade And personality will grate, It’s all a charade There is no fate. Reality is here Why do they ignore it? A form of fear Or force of habit? Fool themselves into thinking There is one true love, Life has a meaning A perfect- fitted glove! But let them keep dreaming I will not interfere, For I do my own thing Because I have no fear.