I don’t understand this thing called love.
How one person can have my heart
And be all I think of
Love confuses me and leaves me in tears.
The one for me will always try
And should never make me cry
Be my hero and fight my fears
I don’t know why love is so hard
Hard to find and hard to keep
Hard to satisfy and it is hard to not weep
I believe I have experienced this thing called love.
This love feels so good yet so complicated and lost
I no longer believe there is a real cost
I have tried so hard and begun to believe I just can’t have it.
Seems like it will never be enough
I know now, my heart was not made to be so tough
Don’t know why love hurts so much.
Can’t tell if this love I once felt, is real anymore.
My heart has been crushed, broken and torn.
All this time, I have been thinking wrong.
Almost like living a stupid love song
I’ve been trying too hard, just for it all to crumble.
Trying to be loyal, grand and humble.
I am not perfect, but someone thinks I am so.
Someone loves me for who I really am.
I have often wondered if that is actually true.
Because I wish that someone was you.