Why should I laugh
when all you do is cry?
Why should I remember
When all the good memories you’ve erased?
Why should I hold on
When you’ve already let go?
When love is served cold
It’s painful to swallow.
Why should I feel warm,
When you always shiver?
Why should I be bold
When you’re always scared?
Why should I commit
when all you have are doubts?
When love is served cold
It’s painful to swallow.
When I am your strength
But weak you still feel,
When I am your eyes
And you still can’t see,
When I am your touch
And my arms you can’t feel.
When love is served cold
It’s painful to swallow.
By E. Lusaka Asher
Love is patient, love is not perseverance. Love is happy, love is not sadness. But when two people fall in love, love is a whole new experience.
