I don't know why it happened
I am not sure why it is even a question
Where is the trust?
Why have these conditions taken over the premise of love?
Why doesn't this make sense?
Why does it take so much to make it work?
I am here for a reason and that reason's love.
Still, I am not sure about you or me or us.
I am not sure how long "we" and "us" are gonna last.
I am hopeful, perhaps too optimistic for my own good.
**** it.
I choose happiness.
Mar 28, 2010
Mar 28, 2010 at 4:52 PM UTC
I don't know why it happened
I am not sure why it is even a question
Where is the trust?
Why have these conditions taken over the premise of love?
Why doesn't this make sense?
Why does it take so much to make it work?
I am here for a reason and that reason's love.
Still, I am not sure about you or me or us.
I am not sure how long "we" and "us" are gonna last.
I am hopeful, perhaps too optimistic for my own good.
**** it.
I choose happiness.
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