Love is.. well..
we all know how the story goes
glances at each other , she's ephemeraly treated like a rare rose.. she lets him in even though she's been torn like an old blouse left in the cold..

Promises are made , honeymoon phase , smooth pace.. Love is a helpless romantic , with a series of chances , first comes magic then comes sadness , i know it sounds tragic and love will leave you nostalgic..

Don't we all wish that love had a trial run
so you know what you're jumping into
cause love is anything but simple not like poppin a pimple..

You will never know what you're tryna get into
in order to keep it , you give it your all , you give it your all , including your temple
cause a person's motive will forever be sinful..

this has never been told..
like money , love comes and goes..
feelings fade like the colors of worn out clothes..
the truth is hot
the truth is cold..
if you want love..
you gotta be bold..

                    - M i y a g i ♡