Love in my eyes

by Painter   Jul 2, 2005


When someone tells me they love me, I try to believe it but it seems too good to be true.
I heard it before and believed, and I wonder how I ever made it through.

The first girl that gave him what he wanted, he took and left me cold and alone.
So how do I know it's true if it comes from someone else? When ?I turn around, will they too be gone?

I hear those three words and I get terrified because I start to feel emotions I don't want to feel.
I sit back dazzed and wonder if he truely means it; could this time be for real?

People think love is simple; that it'll hit you in the face, but love is actually a suttle thing with complications and many complaints.

Love is never perfect, no matter how much you try. It always gets messed up by secrets, rage, and lies.

So my advice to you is what I do when I fall in love....... don't.

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