The shadow of love isn't just found in dark spaces.

It's found in a sea of familiar faces

who stretch out their arms for a quick slap of the hand

but disappear in waters like a single grain of sand

The shadow of love isn't just found in corners.

It's found in the exterior of misguided mourners

who happen to harbor ulterior motives

and escape with no goodbyes like late locomotives

The shadow of love isn't just found behind you.

It's found beneath the smile of those you've been unkind to

who harbor resentment but seek only your favor

and would wish for your misfortune,

yet,

pretend to be your saver

The shadow of love is all around us.

So it may be too easy to get caught in the fuss;

because once that happens

who's to say

if you or I knew true love anyway?