Affairs of the Heart

nobody knows what defines once sorrow and pain without any gain nobody knows the tears that dry with the wind as they fly to hide the pain deep inside nobody knows the feeling of losing control of a role you must portray in order to conceal the hindering truth to set you free nobody knows when the doors are closed what happens to take place and make the script that much real ready to deal with on your own nobody knows the dark and lonely curtains that hang to keep out the light from pulling the strings of a broken damage heart nobody knows the fear to hear what once was whole is to be a half of what kept it together all some what years nobody knows the bond that was tightly sealed would one day shatter the once perfect portrait of a long love affair nothing fair in love nobody knows matters of the heart less openly discussed closely concealed nobody knows when to chine in for respect of privacy and not feel like a third wheel on the outs looking in nobody knows what grows together tends to drift apart all on its own circumstances be it right our be it wrong