I found Love
In the back room of a gas station
down the road
It was a fitting name
Really
Because from the moment I saw her
I was hooked
Completely lost
In her green eyes
And her hair
Brown
Tossed back like she didn’t even care
Because she didn’t
But one night
She did care
She told me
That night
In that back room
That she lived there
On that mattress
Where we talked
And kissed
And even more than kissed
She had no folks
No money
Alone
And I told her
I would always be there
I loved her
And the next day
Love was gone.
I guess it serves me right
Assuming and all
That she wanted me to love her
But I don’t regret it
Not a bit
Falling in love with Love.