Friday's are for dreaming,
Monday's are for reality check's
They never said it would be easy

The best things in life weren't meant to be
They're tough
Painful
And raw

Love can be a fire that you watch burn to ashes
Because you like broken pieces more than he knows
Vicious and unapologetic
Dark and cruel
A light knocking on its door

The fear in every chuckle
The reason for tomorrow
The past hurts and, present is pain
When you first fall, you never stop