I once thought that love was only fictional,
Maybe that was the only love I'd ever known.
Love is miserable,
It's the fighting, making excuses to stay together,
Love is a lie!
I thought love should be perfect.
Knowing when to say the words, the glow in precious eyes,
Running behind the train when your heart leaves on it, without you.
How dare me! How foolish!
Love is a compromise.
Love is realizing that a thousand kisses is never enough , it's asking to block the number because of your insecurities, love is begging for time.
Love is selfish,
Love runs away when you need it the most.
Love is unfair,
But whatever, maybe I've never had real love.
Love is seeing them every where like they're following your footsteps like a shadow. Love is a broken heart,
Sometimes it's a fragrance, the place, the memories.
Love is scary.
Like Romeo and Juliet, love is powerful and wicked,
But like I said I once thought love was only fictional. Where happy ever after is reality.
Maybe that was the only love I'd ever known.
*** I've been brave enough.***