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.