I am not sure if this is love.
But when you touch me
I believe
I hope you are real
I don't want to bleed
I know how it feels
Last time I was deceived
He pretended he loved me
And allowed me to dive deep
He stood there and watched me sink
Like titanic
I survived,unlike the ship
I told myself that I will never let myself sink again
And feel that pain
A lump on your throat
Not sleeping at night
Tossing and turning
In romantic movies
I watch these a happy endings
But I don't want to expect one
I prefer this relationship dull
Last time the love was bright
Like a spring
The butterflies I felt,
Were like the blooming flowers
On a flora dress
worn by a happy girl
Dancing on grass
Green and wet by dew
It was so pure
I invited the soul and emotions
And they honoured my invitation
And I was warned not to
Love is a battlefield
You are either a soldier on the ground
Or a soldier fighting
They said don't love too much,
I couldn't give him half of me
I gave everything and he just left
He knocked me off my feet
And left!
When I wanted to be kept
It wasn't enough I guess
So give me signs
Please show me hints
Give me warns
Stop me when you don't feel it
Please
I am sorry I am broken
It's a problem
Sorry I am confused
My love was abused
Sorry I am waiting for you to mess up
I guess it's tough love
Sorry for judging you because of the mistakes of others
I apologize
I care, too much.
In my eyes you are fragile.
I have my issues.
I have trust issues
I am afraid of hurting.
I will always expect the worse from you.
I hope you prove me wrong.
I will push you away
Oh did I tell you
I am insecure.
I am not stylish
And flawless
Like the girls on Instagram
I am not beautiful.
I am goofy and weird
I will laugh at everything and anything.
I can't help it.
This is me.
Okay!
No publicity at first I didn't understand.
Well I decided
To accept your decision
In a way you are protecting me
Monday I want to tell the world about you
Tuesday I want it to become a secret
You will not understand
It's not a command
I am not sure what it will end up like.
Crazy girls and drama
At lot of girls after you.
I am will be provoked
And I will never react
I will tested
And I will end up frustrated
But BOY
We will let it flow like a river.
It will meanders
twist and turn
We will bump rocks along the way but I hope we never stop flowing
I hope we never dry up.
This river it's beautiful
This love is beautiful
If it was a painting it would be Mona Lisa
If it was a sculpture it would be classic
