It's funny to think that
Before I met you
I thought I already know what true love was
And I was so untouched of it that
I don't dwell on men
I don't cry for them
I don't wallow for them
And that I could easily replace them
When they left me.
I wasn't like this at all in the past
Breakups meant freedom
Not agony
It meant options
Not emptiness.
I only knew what true love really is
When I was with you.
True love is having the sun in the skies
Even when it was midnight
It's not rainbows
It's golden
True love is fighting
Without an armor
And it's so painful that
I'm so close to giving up.
