i don't know what kind of love, i know.
i don't really know whether we talking about the same love.
i really don't.

all i have known is that there have been people in my life,
who really cared for me,
who really appreciated me,
who really loved me for me.

and they left.
they left despite all this love.
they left despite all the goodness in my heart.
they left by trying to tear me apart.

and when i didn't, they thought i never loved at all.
maybe i don't know the love
you 're talking about.

maybe i never want to.