Walking past

I overhear,

They say love doesn't last...

My heart shouts back

It's never that, just that we

Forget too fast.

In the newspaper

The headlines say

The future isn't too bright.

I take a pen

and write across:

don't lose without a fight.

And sometimes

logic says

No use holding on,

But my heart?

It does not agree

It tells me to go on.