Though some may see a formality of want an lust,
Time will surely tell the witness of the reward.
For some say the beauty is within the eye of the beholder
But is not the true worth the holder in hand?
Love is not something you find,
Is not something you can buy.
Love is a slim blink between lust and reality.
Hold on to the true value for a life time,
Or rather hold onto the moment of pleasure.
One falls, one craws, one waits.
For the true reward comes to those who wait.
The happy ever after story ends when,
One stands, one runs, an one patently gives in.
