Our love story was unknown by many.
They never knew we used to love each other.
Maybe some of them notice us being in love.
But they keep it to theirselves.
Our love is not the strongest because we're weak.
We didn't say how much we love each other.
But we always smile like nothing's wrong.
I remember one time I was suddenly upset or just bored.
I'm moody but you never leave me.
We're lovers.
But we're not into commitment.
I don't know what the heck is called to us, being in love but no label.