You Inser Your Own Title Poem by Lithe Roman

When is love right?
Why does it always feel so wrong?
When does my heart heal from all the damge its been dealt?
I ask why is it that love seems like something from a book these days?
Why does it seem like a dream thats unreachable?

Once upon a time. Happily ever after. Words I used to go by
now words that just belong to disney even more.
I'll be okay with a hug and a kiss and someone to hold me. I don't need a knight on handsome white stead. Just the connection of two hearts that will last forever.

The end. Thats wht always happens. There is no peace, no hope, no joy, or love when your richocheting all around, flying haphazardly, spiraling into the void of broken hearts.