My logic says I'm surrounded by a bunch of people,

My heart though;

It tells me I'm alone.

I see just black and white lately,

I forget what colors are.

I'm bottling up my emotions,

Like they are in a jar.

Will I let them out?

Time will only tell,

To bad I lost the our hand,

So every minute is hell.

The other hand left,

When I thought things were going right.

And now I feel low,

And I just want to regain my height.

Forget the past Cause we got the gift of the present,

And we are either ready or blind to the future.

Love can lift spirits or send us into a spiraling depression,

Love is a beautifully painful creature