"A moment on the lips |
Love is like math |
I dare you to count the scars you gave me! you turn your head in shame. not shame in yourself but shame in me. i hate you! |
Should i hate you or love you for making me believe in love? |
Love = hate |
I am mourning the death of my heart. |
What should she do when she is in love and the boy knows nothing about her? her heart beats for him but he knows nothing of her heart. |
To one you may be nothing |
They should give awards for serving a broken heart instead of running in circles like a fool. |