I swear no love ever feels the same.
Sometimes.... it makes me question my feelings.
But this, I knew was love
but the funny thing is...
With the realest of loves, comes the most of pain...
I know now that love doesn't just come with happiness, but comes with desolation
And even still where do I go from this point
Its kind of like - I know you got over me....
And you love that person... Do I let you be or....what?
Hardest thing to do is to let go, I just can't cope with it all yet....
With such a beautiful thing that came with so much pain.....
How does that happen....?
Sometimes you just wish things went the way you want it to you know?
