I know I'm young, and people love to criticize teenagers about love.
Tellin us we dumb.
Tellin us it ain't a joke.
Tellin us a whole lotta shit.
But what they don't know is I know a lot more then they think.
Til this day, in my past, 7 females I thought could fit my love,
Fit it perfect like an all size fits glove.
I stumble and stumble.
Love ain't gettin no easier to find my feelings gettin mumbled and mumbled.
The unwanted curiosity I receive,
Shows me when it comes to love, I'm someone to not need.
My true one goal, that's yet to be achieved,
A female that contains; immense beauty, love fufilled with purity, the abnormal abilities to make us a non fairy tale, but true happy ending.
Its sad cause deep down inside, I know for a fact that for us two there's no meeting.
I wish I can let go of these handful of doubts,
No instincts to lead me the right route.
A love strong, firm, irreplaceable, tenacious, and home-feeling.
Right now..
Later tomorrow..
Years later..
Either now or later..
Til this day I still have the patience to wait.
Til This Day...
