A strange thing
Love is a strange thing
When you love someone
It’s just like you become
A dwarf against a giant in a boxing ring
I feel lonely
Useless, helpless
And now under heavy stress
Nobody is showing me
How to get over it
When you love someone
You feel like you can run
Without a speed limit
I want to drown myself because of you
You’re the reason I feel bad
But I love you, how sad
And that’s what keeps my head above, it’s true
Maybe it’s just me
Who doesn’t understand
But I can’t
Realize the truth that has to be
Sad moments give bright memories
How our good times have been
But in the end it’s me within
These thoughts who doesn’t see
Love is a strange thing
When you love someone
It’s just like you become
The saddest person in the world
Isn’t that a strange thing
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Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools, because they have to say something (Plato)
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