Question of Love

"In the whispers of a moonlit night I ask myself the pain of love, is it right? Or is it a shadow that clings to my light? For in its warmth, I find a bittersweet sight And every night I think about everyone I once liked Their smiles, now memories, forever left unrealized Again the pain of love I felt that night, was it right? My heart whispers 'yes' but my soul screams 'fight' Fight? With my thoughts in the middle of the night? Where shadows dance and my mind takes flight Or where blood pumps through every vein until I feel Every strain And every beat echoes the love that remains And now what? What did I gain from the love and pain? A soul tempered by fire and a heart that's gained My memories of tears shall always remain"