Onsra

My fear is knowing that love won't last
My hearts been bruised
Used or thrown in the trash
Every moment I can't erase
Knowing that my love will surely be erased
I was just born to face
That there's no love here
In this human race
No matter what I do or say
No one will ever have this place
No heart no love
I will be just another pretty face
Watching and wondering
Where no love is my own
Deep down holding onto what I yearn
For love is beautiful without any fear
I hope one day it will be filled and held dear

Onsra:
Loving for the last time; that bittersweet feeling you get when you know a love won’t last.