You make my heart throb, you make my heart lie.
I tried to ask my self the reasons why.
Love.
Love is the reason for all my pain.
Love is why it always rains,
You save a place in your heart, but it never gets filled.
You look for your love,
And you think you failed.
But then you realize,
You had love all this time.
You don't realize you once had love until you've lost it.
You feel as though there is nothing left,
To fill the space of your regrets.
But when you find love again,
You feel like you're in heaven,
You feel the emotions of one another,
And you feel like there will be no other.
You find your love once again,
And tell them,
I love you.
