What does love mean?
Is it really everything
That it may seem?
Hard to find, but easy to lose.

In a woods, filled with darkness,
The only light is the thing you cherish most.
No matter your distress,
That light will keep you from your ghosts.

But that light, will one day fade
Into the darkness of the woods.
You'll wish you can get back what you made,
But realize it's too late.

Your light is gone
And may never come back.
You'll then realize how much you needed that something or someone
To love, and to be your light.

To all of the lost lights
And to the lost souls without a light:
One day another light will return,
And be there day and night.