What of Love?

 
If the rain can wash away
all my ugly memories
can the sun really bring the light?
 
and if the wind can blow away
all my bad dreams
leaving me with joyful ones at night
 
could I begin to live once more?
the way I did once live?
 
or is it true
that just because
my dreams may now be sweet
 
that of our love was never meant
and that now...
I live with
triumph not defeat?