I thought you were
The one who I could
Turn to in bad times
The one I could love.
You had me at first
glance. We were young.
We were in love. But is
Love real?
I tend to question it
A lot. Question our love.
I sometimes think love is a
Lie. Sometimes real.
Love can be a good thing.
It can also be bad. It tends
To feel like war. Just one big battlefield.
Yet somehow I always feel
Love for you.
