I love him off
i love him like crazy
i love him lots
i love him too much
but is it really love?
the kind with hearts and doves?
or is it infatuation
the kind with a lot of patience?
am i being stupid?
or was i hit by cupid?
and why is he so blind?
cant e see the reason why I'm being so kind?
my love for him is like the bees love for honey
or like Mr. Trump loves money
i cant live without him
without seeing him, the brightest days are so dim
over and over i write;
A heart, his name, and another heart
because he doesn't return my love, i just fall apart
nows the time that i hate love
and i hate him for making me fall in love
i hate the fact that its him i love
why is it love?
and why does it have to be love?
whatever happened to little-girl-crushes-love?
he crushes my heart, very slowly
making me suffer with pain, very surely
these feelings better be finished soon
or I'll have to fly to the moon,
just to get rid of seeing, and fantasizing about him
and to get rid of the feelings I've felt for him
