in the heart and in a poets mind, from sad 2 hapy words of all kind. love is the one thing my heart seem to mis, shareing of minds, words and heart 2 heart, always in love with ur first true dove. heart broken in lifes cruel ways, wishing for that one heart to fix ur own and that stays. fearing for ur love that would burn like the first blaze, heart 2 heart, from the start. pain is ur only lives gain. love is all it is, love is not true, its just a flue.