Some of us are lucky enough.
To know love
To know the feeling of seeing that person
And having our heart drop or getting butterflies in our stomach
But even if we find this love
Some of us aren't lucky enough to have it.
To call it our own
Because this person that makes our hearts drop and gives butterflies
Is inlove with someone else.
Who makes his/her heart stop.
So we settle for another who makes his/her smile.