Yeah i know how badly heart breaks
Those pillows in your bed has seen all your horrible days
Maybe your friends trying their best to tell you what's right, but how will they know because every love is different from one another and our stories can never be the same
The people who never feel the need of anyone being around, I know you one's wish I could be same and just walk around.
People say that's all in your faith and their are gonna be hundreds on your way
But the feeling of being truly loved, always makes us confused to choose the right way.
Will I ever be good enough to be loved
Will I ever be loved
Will that love last more then a month
Questions soo lame, it gets hard to explain
Indeed falling for someone in this tender age
Is more hard then they used to say.











