love is the only thing worth anything

Does love still remain, so bitter yet sweet.
It began so nice, like a living dream.
Having two hands to hold; two hearts to complete.
Out eyes shone as bright as a moonlight beam.

With a bond so strong, nothing could break it.
Secure devotion to the other heart.
Two hearts of gold but one kindred spirit.
Could such love ever find reason to part.

Parting is such sweet sorrow, writes Shakespeare.
His words ring so true, for love tends to fall.
Like water to a flame, the bond ends here.
Love’s end proves to be darker than night’s fall

I can see love still, always it will be.
Forever love remains; just you and me.