one hundred and nine
that's how many days i loved you
and for one hundred and nine days
i didn't know if you loved me back

so for one hundred and nine days
i was in pain
but i was in love
love isn't suppose to be painful
love is suppose to feel good
so why did loving you cause me so much pain

maybe i didn't really love you

maybe i don't really know what love is

maybe i'm just a naive little girl
who is lost in the world
and looking for love
but doesn't know where to find it

maybe i didn't really love you

i don't know if i really loved you
but i know this

i know that you have the most beautiful soul that i've seen
and i know that you make me happier than anyone else in the world
and i know that i want to take care of you and make sure you are always okay

but isn't that what love is
isn't love when someone is so wonderful and makes you so happy that all you want to do is be with them and take care of them
isn't that love

because if that's love
than i love you
and i always will

but if that's not love
then i don't know
i don't know if i love you
i don't know if i loved you

for one hundred and nine days
i thought i knew but i didn't

i'm not sure if i know anything anymore



one hundred and nine
that's how many days i thought
i loved you