I thought I knew what love was
Love was EXACTLY what i needed
Love was everything I thought I needed in a person
Our music, our talks, our mutual friends
When love arrives he doesn’t try with me
He subtly draws me towards
When love arrives He smiles that half smile, half love, half interest
Love can’t speak english
Love doesn’t like the same things that I do
Am I hindering love?
Am I forcing love so hard that it wants to punish me for it’s turmoil?
Does love want to lose me on purpose?
Why do I deal with it
Love isn’t meant to be harsh
Why be mad at the universe for keeping me single
Why try?
Because when true love arrives, I won’t feel like running anymore
Running for too long exhausts someone like me who tries too hard
But if I stop to smell the roses on my run
Someone who was in the same situation will find me