Love is like a train that never passes by,

It just leaves you there with all your bags of emotions.

Then imagination comes to the rescue,

And you imagine what you want to see,

But like everything it has an end.

And when you open your eyes back to reality

You see everything is the way it was before.

Then things get worse, your bags of emotions spill,

And you don't know what to do,

It's like that moment when someone falls before you,

But you just stand there and look at them because you don't know what to do.

The you feel the breeze once again,

You get your emtions back together and you move along.