A building gets torched,
All that is left is ashes.
I used to think that was true
About everything
Families, friends, feelings …
But now I know that sometimes
If love proves real
Two people are meant to be
Together
Nothing can keep them apart
If the people we love
Are stolen from us
The way to have them live on
Is to never stop loving them
Buildings burn, people die
But real love is forever ...
~°
