Breeze

Breeze

love like water and love like rain.

love can make you go insane.

i don't think that love will run away, I don't think it will hide from me, maybe its not love thats hiding maybe its just me.

Maybe i will run and maybe i will hide and maybe i will be the one to go insane.

Love can make you happy
if love choices to, but some how it seems love is just like a breeze, it can be here, but just like that it's gone, but it always leaves you with a little imprint of itself the little kiss it gives before saying goodbye.

Maybe I am like a breeze so don't think you have me