I've never wrote a love letter before........ maybe I'm too afraid of my own thoughts
It's weird in a way, because I can't stop. Yeah, these feelings I hold inside
It's like you're dying to breathe but you refuse to grasp that one last precious breath
And in-between, all the feelings...... ..... as if it means nothing!
What a waste! Sometimes I ask myself, was it even worth it?
And just like that, beyond my control, it all makes sense
But in the end it's too late, all the questions I had was already answered! Yeah..... "Love", strange ain't it?
