Eternal Values Poem by ADAM WARD

The sadness, the anger, the sorrow,
the mistakes, the truth, will it change tomorrow?
Certainty is a difficult thought, one time it was easy. The honeymoon period isn't forever or is it?
The thoughts, the worry, the hope,
recollections of the past, will i ever cope?
The presence, the soul, that atmosphere were you share the same air,
will it fill that empty hole?
The touch, the spark, the sensation, the feel,
the heat, the passion, is this love for real?
Excitement arises, i think about when i was in bits,
now i am happy, now everything fits.