Someone knows

You can love too much.

You can feel real joy.

Reach out with a touch.

 

You can do the right things. 

Believe in the best.

Sacrifice much.

Feel you’ve been blest.

 

Only to find

It was never real,

Except in your heart,

And you have to kneel

 

To shoulder the pain,

The sadness, and tears.

And all the failures

Over the years.

 

So much to carry,

Til the end of your life.

It’s like cutting your heart

With a dull-bladed knife.

 

It doesn’t make sense

To come back and try,

To care for each other, 

And be left with good-bye.

Yu/stan/kema.