Mar 2015
I feel like I'm searching for someone,
Who doesn't exist,
Or just the idea of love itself.
In everyone that I meet,
But deep down, I know,
It is not what I see.
It hasn't hit me yet.
Who doesn't exist,
Or just the idea of love itself.
In everyone that I meet,
But deep down, I know,
It is not what I see.
It hasn't hit me yet.
Everyone around me is falling in love, and then there's me.
