Do you understand?
Why can’t you understand that when you leave all I have is the memories of the nights we had and a promise that you will come back?
What will it take to show you my love’s not fake? I still wonder if I’m too late. Have you given up on love the last time that you played?
Is it just me or do you think that I’m naive, for the sheer fact I give my love like I’m not afraid to bleed?
Are you amused or just confused, how someone like me could possibly love someone like you?
Do you ever think I have low self-esteem too and the only one that’s helping me through is you?









