I smile even when it’s the last thing on my mind.
But it’s fake.
I love even when the same energy isn’t being given.
Big mistake.
Maybe I laugh because each time I hope my happiness will stay and become real.
Maybe it’s easier to think everything is a joke than to actually feel.
Why do I write my thoughts?
Why does it fall in rhyme?
Gives me a place to breathe. Feel a sense of peace one last time.
I’m on an unexplained mission. Searching the petals and waters for a sign.
Have you seen a love that is sweet, and divine?
Why did love make it so easy to fall in it? I love because and even though.
I love everything my lover does. Any wishes they have, i’ll never say no.
Allergic to heartbreak.
Yet addicted to love.
Medicine to every headache.
Yet it’s never enough.
Sanity to my insanity.
My heart starts to wonder.
How to stand the rain. How to get over somebody.
Because all I’ve ever known was under.
This class of love is confusing. Why can’t I ever learn?
In this game, I always feel like i’m losing. And I never even got a turn.
So I’ll smile when it rains, and I won’t deny that it’s fake.
I’ll repeat the same mistake, and drive on love, although everyone is telling me to break.
Most importantly, I’ll stop loving you. For mine, and God’s sake.