All good things must come to an end.
It is a painful life lesson, too real to be pretend.
The most that I can ultimately hope for from a woman
Is that we can actually be friends.
Lessons from my past mold my present and my future.
The sure thing about a woman is that nothing is for sure.
I suffered from falling in love, but many a broken heart was the cure.
My hardened heart is the result of the heartache I've endured.
Time and time again, love has been unfair.
Things are great at first, but ultimately go nowhere.
I have reached a point in my life where I have not enough heart left to care.
Ultimately finding my dream is not worth continuously reliving a nightmare.
But you have come my way and made me want to believe
That the way love has been is not the way that it could be.
I think about turning and running away, thus saving what little is left of me,
But that would be unfair to you, which is easy for me to see,
For the same thing has happened too many times to me.
Whenever we talk, I wish it could last an eternity.
Whenever I am sad, you are the one who can make me happy.
But can I adore you for you, and can you love me for me?
Is this another dream that will soon give way to reality?
Or is this the real thing, much too lasting to be just a dream?
Will we both finally learn what true love is?
Are you and I really meant to be?