The Union

It's hard to read between the lines,
What remains unsaid as one speaks,
And yet we leave it exactly like that,
Years of pain and solitude haven't taught us this,
We still think love doesn't exist,
We still think we can beat it,
We still think it will always hurt,
We are still woeful of its effects on us,
We still think the serotonin will hurt,
We still cry to sleepless nights,
Might I ask why?

Because faith,
We have lost faith,
We have lost being our natural selves,
We have stopped loving our innocence,
We have stopped what naturally comes to us,
We have forgotten to love what is right before us,
We have stopped believing in what might be,
Love and magic are the same things,
And magic if you want,
You'll need to believe in what's never been.....

Maybe some greys are beautiful,
Maybe sometimes we just need to have 'faith'