Crash

Love has no road signs, if only it did we may not get in so many love-wrecks 

Regardless the red flags we may notice our emotions get in the way, hopeless 

If only there were laws to protect us in the same way as we travel down loves path 

Stop signs, yield, detour, speed limits all to defend us from falling prey 

But that’s just not the case, so I only have myself to blame for my past accidents 

My heart still exposed from our crash as it passed through my rib cage like an airbag 

My love fax has 4 previous owners and 4 accidents, not so desirable 

But hey I’m still running fine and In time hopefully the pain will fade 

HOPEFULLY