A couple of years ago when I was 13 years old I didn't knew what 'I love you' meant.
'Till I was with you.. ''I love you'' was what you'd said..
"I love you too.. I really do'' was what my answer was. Little that I knew.
I guess I just needed to learn what Love was. Just learning what it was to love.. I knew I would be so happy when I knew what love was.
But now I'm afraid to love again.. Everytime when I begin to love a boy he leaves..
Everytime when I finally think that he's the one, he cheats..
Everytime I think I LOVE him.. he says he don't want ''us'' anymore.
It's hard to understand what love actually means when you're first so happy
but then all of a sudden your heart breaks in a million pieces.
I'm just to young to cry over a boy.. But what if you really love that one boy? What if HE is the one you always think about ?
Just don't make that boy your everything..
When you lose him.. you've got nothing left...