Picking Up the Pieces

If I was the darkness

and you were the light.

Would you let your arms

hold me close tonight?

If I was the night

and you were the day.

Would you offer a smile

to help light my way?

If you were the sun

and I was the snow.

Would you melt my heart

with your warm tender glow?

If you were a rose

and I was a thorn.

Would you cherish my name

Or treat me with scorn?

If we were a puzzle

and life just a game.

                                

Would you pick up the pieces

and start all over again?