Love Is Not Fate

Is it by fate or by chance?
That Miss Sarah could have a chance,
To live with no other thought to love and be loved
By
Her only true love?
Remembering the day,
She gave her love away,
She stands in front of a grave
On a sunny spring day in May.

Remembering it all
Remembering it was fall
When
Her heart was torn apart.
She gave it all
She gave her love to someone
Who
Didn’t love her at all

Remembering it all.
Remembering it was prom.
Remembering it was the 29th of April,
When she was standing under a maple,
When she got her first kiss.
Remembering it was fall,
When her heart was torn apart.

He made her heart a bleeding pen on paper.
He made her life a living nightmare.
But, she knew he wouldn’t care.
“Time to move on,” She would always say to herself
Day
After day, she would remind herself.
Remembering years had passed and she had move on
And he has noticed his mistake.

“Time to move on, Jarame,” Sarah would say
Day after day.
Reminding him of all the damage he mad.
Knowing he would never have Miss Sarah again.
Reembering the night before
She got a strange call…..
Saying, “I LOVE YOU SARAH.”
Then all she heard was a BANG.
And the ringing of the dial tone.
Is it by fate or by chance?
That Miss Sarah could have a chance,
To live with no other thought to love and be loved
By
Her only true love?
Remembering the day,
She gave her love away,
She stands in front of a grave
On a sunny spring day in May

By Katherine (2012)