Breaking Dawn

Oh how I hope things should change,

I wonder why they don’t,

When it comes to matters of the heart,

I become irrationally stupid,

Something that I feel,

I can’t express exactly,

That surely means I need to learn,

Something more about this change.

When I first met him,

Everything seemed magical,

Trees dancing to my tunes,

And me dancing to theirs,

The music of rain drops,

And of my heart,

Together it produced,

 A mild pandemonium.

Love is like a big confusion,

It tears your senses apart,

Holds your brain and sanity for ransom,

And proves you a lovelorn.

Then comes a day,

When you are back to the real world,

You understand the difference,

Between love and lust,

And still you are confused,

In the dark, awaiting winds of change,

To see that flash of lightening,

So that you come out the trance,

The thing that is holding you down,

For you can’t recognise,

The breaking dawn.