Love can come and go.
Sometimes it can repeat.
But it always leaves a mark.

Sometimes you will love but it wont return.
Its so much fun when it does.
But it hurts so much when it doesn’t.

Sometimes you just get lucky.
Maybe this will be one of the lucky ones.
But well never know if we don’t try.

lilly mandrell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sometimes-95/